The Fall Girl by T.B. Markinson

Author:T.B. Markinson [Markinson, T.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: T.B. Markinson
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

To say I was dreading the Darrell chat with Cora wasn’t strong enough. I’d rather walk through a field of razor wires with bombs exploding every other foot without a stitch of clothes on. I had to chuckle. Maybe I was in the right line of work after all because that stank of melodrama at its best, or worst, depending on the audience.

“You made it.” Cora stood in her office in a stunning pantsuit, looking like she had just stepped out of a salon. “It’s nice to see you in person, not on video.”

“I was expecting to find you balled up or something. Not this.” I waved up and down at her outfit. “You look great.”

“It’s how I was raised. Don’t dress to show how you feel. Dress to kill no matter what.” She gave my jeans and V-neck sweater the once-over. “I guess that’ll do.”

“It’ll have to, because all the clothes I packed are the same.” I placed my overnight bag on a chair in her office. “Did I miss anything while in the air?”

“Nope. You hungry?”

“I am, but before we go, I need to do something.”

Her face scrunched. “Everything okay?”

I approached Cora and pulled her into a hug. She resisted momentarily and then eased into my arms.

“You’re going to make me cry,” she mumbled into my shoulder.

“It might make you feel better.”

“It won’t do wonders for my makeup.” She held on tighter.

I laughed. “That’s the least of our concerns.”

“What am I going to do?” Her shoulders shook.

“What you always tell me to do.” I stroked her hair. “Take it one day at a time.”

She laughed somewhat into my shoulder. “You’ve been holding onto that one for a long time.”

I pulled away and cupped each of her cheeks with my hands. “Maybe, but it works. You’ll get through this. We’ll get through this.” I snatched a tissue from her desk and cleaned the mascara smears. “Let’s get out of here before the employees realize you have a heart. That would be bad for business.”

She chuckled. “I’d have to have a heart attack to prove that.”

“Do you think you could arrange that on camera? The media coverage could boost MDD.”

“Why do I ever confide in you?”

“I wouldn’t if I were you.” I tapped the side of my head. “All the drugs and booze have scrambled my brains.”

“Is that your excuse for wanting to hire Darrell?”

I staggered back a step. “How in the world?”

“We’re in the media biz. Trying to keep a secret is about as effective as shoving a birth control pill in your vagina instead of swallowing it.”

“That image is appalling. Do I get a last meal before you fire me?”

“Only because I’m hungry and no one else is banging down my door to be here for me.” She hooked her arm through mine, and we made our way to the elevator. “I may even let you have dessert before I lop off your head.”

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