Just a Name: A Romantic Comedy Novel (Just a Series) by Becky Monson

Author:Becky Monson [Monson, Becky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-07T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Agreeing to give up all my plans and expectations for my upcoming trip has been helpful. No, really. Since I’m no longer making plans—no longer rearranging or changing my itinerary, no longer researching or reading blogs, no longer considering what shoes to bring or clothes to pack—I have all this brain space back. Plus, I did so much research already, I’m armed with plenty of information. And Nate has pretty much taken over the job now, sending me links and pictures of places he wants to see. Now that I’m pushing any of my own trip planning thoughts to the side, I can put all that freed up mental space to use by working on my other plan—to get the promotion.

Marie is still starry-eyed about the trip, still wants to know all the details. On Monday, I told her about my new throw-caution-to-the-wind laissez-faire plans for this trip and she was giddy. There was actual clapping.

And, okay. I may have led Marie to believe this whole non-planning thing was my idea, and not something I was basically peer-pressured into doing (because that’s exactly what it was). I believe I used words like “embracing new things” and “turning over a new leaf.” Crap like that.

It was just what Marie wanted to hear. She told me that because of all these changes in me and how I’m handling my team—if I kept it up—she would be giving me her full endorsement when the CCM position—Mike’s job—is publicized.

This bit of info carried me through the week like I was floating on a cloud. Every now and then, when I thought about the trip and the non-planning and scenarios in which I die, that cloud would dip a little, causing butterflies to dance in my stomach.

Now, on Friday, I’m finding my little cloud to have pretty much been absorbed back into the atmosphere.

“So I’m in charge?” Avery asks, her button nose scrunched up so that her glasses are askew on her face.

“Well, you’re not in charge, per se,” I say, trying not to let the frustration show in my voice. “I just want you to keep things going while I’m gone.”

“Wouldn’t that mean I’m in charge?” she asks.

“Why can’t I be in charge?” Sarah-with-an-h asks.

“Do you want to be in charge?” I say.

She looks to the side, contemplating, her hair seems extra blond in the fluorescent lighting. “Yeah, probably not.”

“How about this, you’re all in charge of keeping things going. I’m only asking Avery, here, to make sure everything gets done and report back to me.”

Avery is the only one I can trust. I don’t want anyone running off to Marie or, heaven forbid, turning to someone like Tiffany if anything were to go wrong. So I’ve told her she should contact me if any problems arise. I’ve made a binder for her to follow and told her under no circumstances is she to tell Marie that I’ve told her she can call me during this trip. Marie would not like that. At all.

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