23
GOLDIE
I desperately needed a piece of cake. Maybe a whole cake. I couldn’t remember ever looking forward to book club as much as I was.
“Have you figured out what you’re going to do about your job?” Valentina asked as I shoveled my first bite of cake into my mouth.
I shook my head. We’d talked about it. She knew I couldn’t challenge the mayor, no matter how much I wanted to rub his nose in the things he’d done to put me in the position I was in.
“You should confront him about the band and the chef,” Finley said. “Trent will go with you.”
I shook my head again. “I’m a big girl. I can fight my own battles. No offense, but I don’t want Trent or Patrick or any man to try to fix things for me. If Mayor Levine is going to fire me, which he did, then I’m done.”
“But you don’t deserve i
