“Did my husband already do that?” “No. A person by the name of Martha, I believe.” “And she was happy with you?” My eyebrows rose. “You must be good. Okay. Carry on.” “Can I ask a question?” “Go ahead.” “Do I really have to become proficient on the drums as part of this position? I’m pretty sure that was a joke, but I just want to make sure.” “Malcolm Ericson was at your interview.” “Yes.” I nodded. “No, you wouldn’t have to learn the drums.” “And the speaking fluent Greek and fire twirling…” “Likewise, unnecessary.” “Got it,” she said. “Phew.” “Come on in, Jude. Let’s talk.” “Let me first
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