Maybe Forever (Maybe... Book 3) by Kim Golden

Author:Kim Golden [Golden, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Echo Books - Stockholm
Published: 2015-05-14T17:00:00+00:00

The meeting with Ole and his minions went as well as could be expected. We presented the revised sketches; they said they were perfect and then requested further changes. I maintained a poker face—it was the only way to get through these meetings, but Jonas and Morten were quick to let their frustration show. At one point, Jonas demanded to know what kind of game Ole was playing. "Why the hell did you accept our bid and our designs if you want to water them down until they're nothing but copies of something everyone else has already done?"

And Ole, pragmatic as always, answered, "We wanted the best...and now we want you to be even better."

When our clients were gone and it was just the team left in the workshop, I told them the news about Milan. "I can't go, not when I need to take care of things with my family. And they come first. They always come first."

"I can't believe you would throw away such an honor," Benny said. She was the only person at the table who disagreed with my decision.

"Hold kæft, Benedikte!" Willem muttered. "It's Mads's decision—not yours."

"It's a stupid decision—this whole collective is on its way to being the new wave of Danish furniture design and he's going to soothe some woman's ego?" The longer she spoke, the more I wished she'd stop. I could already feel my fingers tightening into fists. "I don't see why it can't wait another wee—"

"Enough, Benedikte!" I couldn't stand to listen to her any longer. I slammed my palm on the rough tabletop. "I don't give a shit if you don’t agree with my decision! You don't like it? There are other places to work!"

No one said anything for a long time. I was still bristling with rage at Benny's presumption. I stared her down—surely she wouldn't continue to spout off. But she didn't seem to have any common sense. Instead, she continued, "What about the exposure the forum will bring to you?"

"Fanden, Benny!" Now Willem lost his patience. "Give it up—you already tried to fuck Mads, everyone knows it! He doesn't want you! You've already fucked nearly everyone here, and now you're acting like the only thing you care about is the collective?"

She let out an exasperated groan and folded her arms across her chest. "Asshole..."

"Benny, I think you should go home," I said finally. I'd had enough of this. "Just...go."

"Are you firing me?"

"Yeah, I am. We'll pay your notice period. But...just go."

She looked around wildly—I think she thought someone would stand up for her, but no one came to her defense. She pushed back her chair. It scraped the floor and when she stood up, her chair tipped backwards.

"Fuck you—fuck all of you!" She stormed away from the table and then gathered her sketchpads from her drafting table. None of us moved from the table. Not until she finally stalked out of the workshop did we leave the table. The tension coiling inside me finally unfurled. In a way, it felt as though the workshop had been holding its breath, and now it had dared to exhale.

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