26
Moira spent the night in a caffeine-induced writing session. The words took all her focus, making it easier to push Jimmy from her mind. She’d barely managed a brief nap before waking from a nightmare with Terry as the star. She made another pot of coffee and then got ready for her date with James Buchanan.
Since James had taken her Friday night while she wore the wig, Moira figured she’d better pretend all over. She didn’t bother with the bronzer since the only man she had to be with was Jimmy and he knew what she really looked like. The wig gave her enough of a disguise.
When she parked her car and rounded the corner in front of Billie’s office, Gail was already waiting.
Gail handed her an envelope, and as much as Moira itched to open it, she held it for a moment. “What’s this for
