"So you f****d your client?" Lisa laughs at me when I call and tell her about my arrival in Steel City.
"It's not funny, Lisa! I could lose my job. I have to tell my boss I can't take on this client. Ugh! But then I have to tell him why…"
"Could you say you just don't like the big guy?"
I sigh. "I don't think I can do that. I can't be burning through jobs because of men. Asshole men. I'm off men, Lisa. No more men for me."
She laughs again. "From what you described, I'd say it was worthwhile. Did you say you were limping afterward?"
I roll my eyes and we hang up. She texts me that she thinks everything will work out, but I'm not so certain.
I don't sleep well. When my alarm sounds at 5:30, I groan and consider not getting out of bed. But then I remember that my rowing practice, form
