Scripted to Slay by ACF Bookens

Author:ACF Bookens
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Andi Cumbo-Floyd

9

When I got home, Mart had started the fire, laid out a smorgasbord of junk food, cued up Making the Cut, and somehow procured a second dog bed to put beside Mayhem's near the fireplace. Taco came in, greeted Mayhem and Mart, and then curled up and was asleep on his new bed in less than five minutes.

I had no doubt he'd miss Daniel as the days passed – I would, too – but he'd spent enough nights here to be quite comfortable, obviously.

Mart handed me a glass of white wine and pointed out that she also had hot tea for later and then listened as I recounted my conversation with Daniel. When I was done, she said, "Well, it sounds like it went well. Not easy, but well."

I sighed. "Yeah. We were clearly on the same page, and while I still feel pretty sad, I also feel lighter. And I'm really happy for him." I meant it when I said, it too.

A series of images of Heidi Klum and Tim Gunn was carouseling across the screen, and I gestured toward the TV. "This is a perfect choice." Mart and I had begun watching the fashion show the week before, and we were both loving the clothes – for commentary, not as actual wardrobe – and the designers.

"Good. But first, I need to tell you about something that happened this evening." She sat up and put her wine glass on the coffee table. "That guy Davis came by the pizza table just after you left."

"Oh, did he say anything? I thought he was leaving town yesterday?" That's what he'd told Max and I when they'd begun discussions of the funeral. It turned out that they couldn't get everything arranged in time, so the service was going to be tomorrow. "Did he decide to stay for Lizzie's funeral?"

"Maybe. He didn't really say." Mart paused, like she was thinking about my question, but then went on with her story. "He wanted to know what the funds from our pizza sale were being used for specifically, and so I told him about NDRN. I guess I went on a little long because he basically interrupted me and said, 'So do they help people have money for prosthetics and stuff?'"

I furrowed my brow. "That's a really specific question, and a weird one if you were talking about the lobbying and legislation stuff."

"Exactly what I thought, too. I was talking about all the ways they try to change laws, and he piped up with that. And when I told him I didn't know but he could look on their website, he said, 'Okay, I'll do that.' And left."

"He didn't even buy any pizza?" From my years in fundraising, I knew that if someone stopped, they were already likely to give, and if they talked to you about the purpose of your fundraising, they were almost certain to give . . . unless of course they were turned off by what you told them about the organization or event for which you were raising money.

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