Chapter 7
“I need a drink,” said Lia, shaking her head as she looked at the menu.
“Lia, it’s only noon, and you have to go back to work,” replied Nicole, raising her eyebrows at her dear friend.
“A girl can dream, can’t she? I know, I have so much work to do after this. It’s tax season. These financial institutions don’t issue the appropriate forms to their clients until mid-February and then they issue corrections in March, so it’s always so last minute for many of my clients.”
“By the way, I’m still waiting for my forms, too, so I didn’t set up my appointment with you, either.” Nicole paged through the menu at Lucia’s Trattoria. She realized she had everything on the menu, at least twice already, and was in the mood for something new.
“What are you having, Nicole?” asked Lia.
“I’m
