My Bluegrass Baby

Author:Molly Harper
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Fiction, Contemporary, General
ISBN: 9781476706054
Publisher: Pocket Star
Published: 2012-12-17T08:00:00+00:00

In Which I Learn New and Disturbing Acronyms

6

After outlining some basic tenets of our treaty—no more insults at meetings; try to heal the rift in the office; use words, not psychological violence—we abandoned the angsty background conversations in favor of small talk. Favorite restaurants, college stories, worst jobs. (Josh worked maintenance at an indoor flea market. I waitressed the late shift at an off-brand Waffle House.) And of course, we debated the merits of the Cardinals’ versus the Wildcats’ offensive lineups, but we managed to keep it surprisingly civil.

We ate the Ho Hos and the sandwiches, drained both bottles of water. We rejected more vodka for fear that our coworkers would find us passed out drunk in the supply closet the next morning. I rummaged through the other drawers in the filing cabinet to see if Kelsey had left us additional goodies. But the remaining drawers were filled to the brim with heavy reams of paper.

“What the . . . ?” There was no reason for the paper to be stored in the filing cabinet. We stored paper on the shelves against the wall. I opened the bottom drawer and found a note in Kelsey’s bold block print. Everything you need to get out is in this room.

“I’m going to fricking kill Kelsey,” I said with a sigh, thunking my head against the side of the cabinet. “Ow.”

Her wording sounded familiar, even through the slightly muddled, vodka-damp workings of my brain. I swiped my hand over my face and tried to remember where I’d heard it before.

“Are you concentrating or are you having an aneurism?” Josh asked.

“Shh.” I held up one finger.

“Seriously, are you okay? That looks painful.”

I reached out and pinched his lips shut. “Thass weally wude,” he slurred.

“Damn it, Kelsey, I hate you!” I groaned. I bent down and pulled out the bottom drawer as far as it would go. “Two years ago, Ray arranged for us to do one of those low-altitude ropes courses as a staff bonding exercise. Swing bridges, zip lines, climbing walls, that sort of thing.” I pulled out the next drawer almost as much. “One of the last exercises was this smooth wooden wall that we had to climb over as a team, set up in the middle of a big sandy pit.” I pulled out the next drawer a little less; and so on and so on until all five drawers formed a sort of stepladder to the tiled ceiling. “The instructor told us, ‘Everything you need to get every person over this wall is in this circle of sand.’ ”

I kicked off my heels and tentatively stepped into the bottom drawer. “We tried everything to get over that damn wall. We tried pushing one person up to the top and having them pull everybody else up. But it was too tall. We tried forming some sort of human pyramid, but we were out of practice with our cheerleading skills.” I shot him a significant look. He snorted and gave me a steadying hand while I walked up the “stairs.

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