Today, I couldn’t concentrate on work well. My mind was swirling with questions and fears, The intruder issue didn’t seem like a problem I could solve. I reached out to Matthew but his lovely assistant Mia told me he was unreachable. Typical. She was probably straddling his lap at the time. Whatever.
Plus, Maria kept teasing me about spending the night with her cousin.
Eventually, my mind rolled back to my conversation with Sarah. That was something I could work on. First, I’d need the advice of my all-knowing best friend.
I called Tina.
“Tina do you want to hit that Irish bar again? I have some thoughts to run by you.”
“Are you boning Jay?” She asks.
“Umm… maybe, ok yes, but that’s not what I want to talk about,” I reply.
“Well, too bad That’s what I want to hear about. I
