There had to be a mistake—of course she’d sent in the deposit. She racked her brain, forcing her memory into submission. She and Davis had gone to the theater and decided it would make an excellent venue. She’d told him she’d take care of the deposit, got a check from Marilyn, and then …Her heart thudded in tune with the pounding stairs. Then she found Marilyn’s box. The one she thought belonged to James.“I’m sure you sent it in, Ivy.”She held on to Davis’s words, wanting them to be true. They had to be true. She didn’t forget to send the check. She couldn’t have. She was worrying for nothing. Somebody at the theater messed up. Not her. She and Davis would drive over there and clear everything up.But what if she never sent it?Of course you forgot to send the check. It wouldn’t surprise Bruce. It wouldn’t surprise anyone. Who were you kidding, trying to organize something as important as a charity event? Stick with what you’re good at, honey. Men. Modeling.
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