12:24, 26, 27. She slid open the bottom drawer of her politely-black metal desk and carefully extracted a crumpled, brown sack. She kicked the drawer closed, masking the bag's betraying crinkle with the slam. Now a quick survey of the three long corridors extending from the reception area: clear. She swiveled out of her modestly-gold swivel chair and took 17 rapid steps down one of the corridors, to the room plaqued WOMEN...
Lifka, Mary Lou
Sketch: Vol. 33
, Article 6.
Available at: https://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol33/iss2/6