Glass by Arianne Richmonde

Author:Arianne Richmonde [Richmonde, Arianne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Erotica, Short Story
ISBN: 9781301975099
Publisher: Arianne Richmonde
Published: 2013-05-14T16:00:00+00:00

The conference center is all a-buzz. There are placards filled with names and seminars. Deep Dive: Best Practices for Wireless and Mobile Management, Operations and Security.

Selecting the Right Platform Solution.

Cloud-based Convergence of Desktop, Communications & Social Apps: Microsoft Office 365 vs. Google Gmail/Docs.

Social Media as the Top Malware Delivery Vehicle – How to Protect Your Network.

I scan the list to find out what I am looking for, but cannot see the French sibling duo anywhere. I make my way to the ladies’ room and check myself in the mirror. I see a blonde woman staring back at me with her flecked blue-gray eyes, wearing a tight gray pencil skirt and fitted white T-shirt, her bra making her breasts seem larger than they are in reality. Cheating. That’s what we females do whenever we can. The woman is familiar yet, every time I see her, it shocks me that she is me, a person who only yesterday was climbing trees and asking her mother for more ice-cream. It sounds like a cliché, but where did all that time go? Who is this woman looking back at me? This seemingly self-assured lady with marshmallow insides who hides her insecurity with designer clothes and a bright smile – who is she? I open my old, oversized, leather bag and take out some high, nude platform pumps, slip off my sneakers and put on the shoes, one foot at a time, leaning against the wall to balance myself, swapping comfort for extra height. My five foot seven frame is now several inches taller.

I wish I had a sweater now; the air conditioning is up high, my hair is soaked from the rain – no wonder we get summer colds in New York City. I inspect my face in the mirror and wish I could magic away these crow’s feet that have nestled themselves so comfortably on my face. I put on another layer of mascara which brightens me and makes me feel younger. I never wear foundation; the beauty of getting older is the absence of pimples. Reading novels on my co-op’s shared roof terrace has given me a golden, sun-kissed glow – no need for blusher at this time of year. I dab on a touch of pinky-red lip gloss, let down my damp, wavy blond hair from its pony tail, and consider myself ready to enter the world of I.T.

I move back to the lobby and stand in line, waiting to collect my name tag. “Ms. Pearl Robinson,” I say to the man behind the desk.

He hands me my badge and I pin it on my T-shirt. I read a banner which says: ‘THE #1 meeting place for the global business technology community,’ and for some odd reason, I feel nervous.

I clear my throat. “Um, excuse me but I’ve never been to one of these business technology conferences. I’m trying to find one of the speakers today. Two of the speakers, actually.”

“Yes, ma’am, how can I help?”

“Can you direct me to Alexandre Chevalier and Sophie Dumas?” I’m aware of my voice.

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