The Leftover Club by Voight Ginger

The Leftover Club by Voight Ginger

Author:Voight, Ginger [Voight, Ginger]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-09-12T07:00:00+00:00


20: Unwritten

September 30, 2007

I was curled up in my favorite jammies, a bowl of popcorn in my lap and my remote pointed at the TV, when I heard the lock rattle on my front door. Meghan pushed the door open, spilling her bags on the hardwood of the entryway. There were at least six bags more than what she had taken with her, and I recognized the names of designer shops emblazoned on the sides.

“Need some help?” I offered as I put the popcorn on my coffee table.

She barely looked at me. “I got it,” she snapped before she slammed the door shut and gathered her new belongings, dropping at least two bags in the process.

I rose to my feet and went to help anyway. “Have a good trip?”

“Perfect,” she said, her tone harsher than normal.

“Is something wrong?” I asked, once we got to the doorway of her cluttered room.

“Yeah,” she said as she ripped the bags from my hands. “I had to come back here.”

She slammed the door in my face.

The next morning she was gone before I even got out of bed. Of course I wouldn’t know that. There was no note. Her bed was empty and her breakfast dishes sat stacked in the sink, the only evidence that she had been there at all.

I was quiet all the way to work, which didn’t change much after I closed my office door behind me. This was a clear signal to my assistant that I was not seeing anyone, and to disturb me at her own peril. I worked all the way through lunch, opting for an energy bar and a soda from the vending machine in the break room instead of facing the public or going to a restaurant. I wouldn’t have seen anyone at all if my boss, Tony, hadn’t barged into my office like a charging rhino about three in the afternoon.

“The son of a bitch did it. He pulled it off.” He plopped a contract in front of me. “They want Dylan. Call and spread the good cheer and all that shit.”

Just seeing Dylan’s name across that manila folder stung with all the memories I had been reliving. When was I going to finally learn that nothing good came from associating with him? It was a bad idea. It had always been a really bad idea.

There was only one thing left to do. I had to disentangle my life from Dylan Fenn once and for all. “Listen, Tony. I don’t think I am the best person to handle Dylan’s career.”

My gruff boss was not amused. “After you practically begged me to represent him? Yeah, I don’t think so. This is, and always has been, your baby. And I know you, Roni. You don’t walk away from your babies. So what gives?”

“It’s complicated,” I sidestepped.

“Of course it’s complicated. It’s Hollywood. Everybody and their Shih Tzu idle at complicated. So pull up your big girl panties and call him in. I want these contracts signed by five.”

With that, he slammed out of my office as loudly as he had arrived.



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