Stacy announced at an emergency staff meeting. It had to be an emergency to get her to violate her own firm policy of “no meetings first thing in the morning.” She waited for her staff’s burst of applause to quiet down before explaining. “I’ve been on them for weeks!” Tori...
She’d caught him trying to make his escape but insisted he be there when she told the bride and her official handler. “It will be better if there’s someone here from the family business,” she reminded him. “They’re bound to be hurt and angry, and the last thing we need is ...
No client’s case had ever made her feel more desperate, more like a fraud, or made her miss Abigail more. Abigail would have known exactly how to handle these people, Stacy thought miserably, brushing at a tear in the corner of her eye. “These morons haven’t even posted ba...
Prudell,” her assistant Mandy began, “your eleven o’clock bride and her mother are here to see you. Shall I send them in?” Stacy pressed the intercom button on her desk phone and spoke calmly. “Yes, thank you Mandy. And would you see to it that we have some iced tea?” &nbs...