Chapter Five
“This looks amazing, Jill.”
Faith smiled over at Stephanie, who was grinning ear to ear at the plate of food that had just been set before her. She sat in the dining room of her bosses, who to her shock had been together for nearly twenty-five years, married for six. Working for the duo, she’d had no idea they were anything more than business partners.
Looking at them now, it was easy to see, even as different as they were. Jill Boise was fifty-nine and very old-school lesbian tonight in her casual high-waisted jeans with belt over a tucked in polo shirt, as opposed to her women’s suits tailored with a masculine bent at work. Her short hair was left to go naturally gray.
The complete opposite side of that coin was Stephanie Jerkins, with makeup at work that looked as thoug
