BOOK 17
The morning after I woke up with a bad headache. Luckily Mr. Foster gave me a free day that I was going to spend laid on my couch eating junk food and watching heartbreaking movies. I was having breakfast when Rachel got up, ready to interrogate me about the night passed.
“So blondie? How did it go last night?”
“Good. I met Stevens. She’s a great woman!”
“Terrific!”
“Yes. Did you know that she supports a venture against sexually transmitted diseases? Yesterday the founder of this organization went on stage and did a nice speech about supporting this cause...”
“Wow! That’s cool!”
“Yeah. And... have a look,” I said getting the condom from my handbag. “We also received a small gift.”
“Nooo. I can’t believe it,” and she burst out laughing.
“Rachel, it has been so embarrassing,
