Chapter 12
Monday, before I could put my purse down, a note directed me to meet Kimberly in the executive boardroom. Around the table sat Kimberly, her boss, Alex Womack, and his boss, Jack. Starting with how much they valued my efforts with the magazine, the conversation flowed into how they had watched me thrive and my writing mature during the years.
“That being said, we felt at this time the position of assistant editor would not be the best use of your talents. Instead, we would like you to consider heading up the travel section temporarily as we deal with some recent staffing changes,” Alex said.
“Of course, I would be honored,” I said, assuming my best I’m-so-shocked-and-awed-to be-considered tone.
Alex assured me the move was temporary, they would have to post it, and of course
