Do Me a Favor by Christina Hovland

Author:Christina Hovland [Hovland, Christina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cherry Street Publishing

Chapter Thirteen

Sadie should have handled the whole situation with Roman better. In hindsight, she understood anyone with an ounce of pride wouldn’t appreciate being excused the way she’d done it.

She’d fix it. Talk to him.

As soon as she finished with Babushka, she’d go straight to him, apology in hand.

“I’ll look into some additional estate law.” Sadie led Babushka out of her office and back into the open area where she still had no receptionist. “Let me draw that up for you.”

“Vhatever you think is best.” Babushka shuffled along beside Sadie.

Then, inexplicably, Babushka stopped at the reception desk and stuck her purse in the drawer.

“What are you doing?” Sadie asked, opening the drawer to pull the bag back out.

“You need help,” Babushka replied, repeating the purse–drawer routine and settling on the chair. She used the levers under the seat to lower it like it was totally normal for her to be adjusting Sadie’s furniture.

“I’m not following,” Sadie said.

“You have no one to answer your phone. I am available. I have no fear of vhat happens after death.”

Yes, yes, Sadie did need help. The kind that came from calling an agency or placing an employment ad, accepting resumes, and then conducting interviews.

The phone rang. Sadie moved to grab it, but Babushka reached it first.

“Hello,” Babushka said into the receiver.

No, no, that wasn’t right at all.

Sadie hurried to the other side of the desk to grab the phone from the woman. Babushka wasn’t letting it go—her grip on the receiver was impressive.

A long pause went by as Babushka scowled.

“You have to tell them they’ve reached Sadie Howard’s law office,” Sadie whispered.

Babushka nodded. “Good idea,” she said straight into the receiver. “This is Sadie’s office.”

Gah. No. Not like that.

“Give me the phone,” Sadie demanded, holding out her hand.

Babushka pinched her lips into the equivalent of an eighty-year-old duck face and gave a quick shake of her head.

“Yes, she does divorce. Are you single?” Babushka clicked the ballpoint pen and licked the tip. “I see. Yes. Married, but not for long. Ve call that soon-to-be single in the business.”

No, that’s not what it was called. Not at all.

Sadie couldn’t move. This was a disaster, but without tackling the old woman to the ground, she was pretty sure there was no way she’d be getting that phone back.

“She’s single, too.” Babushka gave Sadie a thumbs-up. “Very pretty. Very nice brown hair. She has good hips. Good teeth. Vill make good babies.”

Sadie froze. “Oh my God.”

“I think my grandson has crush on her,” Babushka continued. “But you never know how love vorks. Tell me about your vife.”

Sadie waited in stunned silence as Babushka listened to whatever was being said on the other end of the line.

The door opened and Tonya stepped inside. “Sadie?”

In that moment, Sadie realized that what this day was seriously lacking was a dose of fish drama.

“Tonya, hi. Take a seat. Can you hang on one moment?” Sadie asked, making a swirl motion with her outstretched palm over the desk Babushka had commandeered. “I need to handle this.

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