The Bond Girl was a vision in teal today, from eyeshadow to fingernails to form-fitting sundress. Giulia had no doubt her pedicure matched as well. “Katelyn,” Giulia said, “I keep expecting your lipstick to match no matter what.” The receptionist po...
She’d taken the doll home to study it after Frank had compared it with the dolls Blake and Pamela received. Okay, she shouldn’t lie to herself. She’d taken it home to obsess over. It festered. Not so much the blatant falsehood of the twisted Bible v...
“The deadbeat dad sting worked?” Zane paced the length of the narrow wood floor. “Textbook, Ms. D. Eight of us showed up to play poker. Jack and beer flowed. Ridiculous amounts of money changed hands. When I won a big pot, which may or may not have had something to do with...
and slipped out of bed without jostling Frank. She threw on lounge pants and a sweatshirt and tiptoed downstairs to start coffee. While it brewed, she opted for pen and paper to outline the final report. Her eyes threatened to mutiny at the mere thought of an LED screen at...
“Good morning, soon-to-be-wife.” “Good morning, soon-to-be-husband whose haircut looks both practical and sexy.” “I have skills.” They entered the office together, Giulia turning on lights and Frank playing back messages. Aft...
At its end, the century-old five-story building filled the horizon, despite the illusion of distance. Giulia felt as intimidated as Maria did in The Sound of Music when she first saw the von Trapp mansion. Funny, since this experience was the exact opposite. She was coming...