Naomi sighed and rolled her shoulders back to ease some of the tension there. The auction was that evening, and she was stressed to the eyeballs. OK, yes, it was barely nine a.m. and everything was falling into place pretty well, and she was confident of a successful event, but still. The control freak in her was rearing its ugly head big-time.
Oh, come on now. Admit to what’s really bothering you. Pretending it isn’t there isn’t going to make the situation go away. Classic alcoholic behavior: ignore the big old purple elephant in the room! Cover your eyes and nobody can see you!
OK, the truth, then. The truth was that she hadn’t spoken to Matt since that awkward conversation in her office the week before, and that was bothering her. A lot. Oh, sure, she’d seen him when he dropped Callie
