She fingered it and pulled it toward her, stretching her arms in opposite directions, sliding on the drop cloth beneath her feet, until she had the putty knife in her grasp. Removing the steamer, she scraped the wall to rid it of the old kitchen wallpaper. It was a slow process and she’d been at it for a good part of the morning, and about half the kitchen paper had been removed. The only benefit to stripping wallpaper was that it gave her time to think about all the things she had on her mind. She’d set up an interview with Riddick Wiesner in New York. The interview was on the Friday before Trish’s bridal shower, at the end of the month. Taxes would all be in by then and work would slow down a little, so she didn’t feel too terrible about asking off that day. She’d set it all up the minute she’d gotten home from Helen’s party. She had enjoyed the rest of the party. As expected, the crowd gawked at Pete when they walked up from the beach.
