"But Lynette doesn't Die."

Entrance
tr.v. en·tranced, en·tranc·ing, en·tranc·es
1. To put into a trance.
2. To fill with delight, wonder, or enchantment: a child who was entranced by a fairy tale. See Synonyms charm, enrapture.

Today I learnt my area manager Lynette died on Tuesday.
This won't mean anything to anyone, unless you worked with her.
She was celebrating her 40th Birthday and crashed her car dying instantly, she didn't have children but she left behind a partner.

Lynette was a woman I admired, she had platinum blonde hair, was extremely tall and power dressed to the hilt. When she walked onto the shop floor she entranced, yes Entranced, customers into buying a whole outfit without breaking a sweat. She was charismatic, but unaware of the fact.

For the last year or so I have been leaving daily figures on her answerphone hoping she didn't pick up because when she chatted to you, she was Uber cheerfull, talking to her no matter how much you tried you always sounded depressed. Last week I transferred a grey dress out of the store for her uniform, I wonder if she wore it?

Morbid.

When my manager told me the first thing I said was "Lynette can't die, she doesn't do dying"
My sister daid "Your weird, everyone always dies around you, Freak."

The thing that makes me really sad is no-one will ever know what I mean and what I am trying to convey.

I just wish everyone would stop dying now, it is seriously desensitivising me.
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