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“Angela, can you please explain to me why you’re letting me go?” “Oh.” She laughs. “You’ve always been such a nosey little thing.”
Three things I learned while growing up with a strong, independent woman—you don’t lie, you don’t cheat, and you always work for what you want.
Angela: Hey, girl, now that you have time on your hands, think you want to help me with the reunion planning? I could really use your magic touch. You’re so good at everything.
“Huxley, huh, that’s an interesting name. Any inspiration from Huckleberry Finn?”
“Lottie. Any inspiration from a lollipop?”
“Ahh, I see how you are.”
“Oh, you do? Please, educate me on myself.”
“Currently in between jobs—” “So, unemployed,” he cuts in, and I grow defensive. “Not by my choice.” “So, you were fired?” He lifts his brow in question.
“Kelsey, care to put him in his place?”
Leaning toward Kelsey, I whisper, “I don’t even like him.” Whispering back, she says, “He can hear you.”
“Don’t flatter yourself,” he says casually before going to the bed, where he shuffles the dress boxes. Kelsey snorts and covers her mouth while I steam. “Well, don’t you . . . flatter yourself either,” I say. “Ooo, burn,” Kelsey says mockingly. “You really got him with that one.”
Huxley looks between the two of us. “Are we done with the pitiful attempts at comebacks?” “You’re pitiful,” I shoot back and then look to Kelsey for approval. She gives me a solid thumbs up and a head nod. Ha, got him good.
“What do you think is the upkeep on those vines?” “Please don’t ask questions like that,” Huxley says. “Makes you sound uncultured.”
You’re like a dead fish in a button-up shirt.”
