“I wanted to tell you again just how sorry I am. I really didn’t mean to cause any trouble, Vanessa,” Tasha said and paused. “Is there something else we are supposed to call you now that you are Master Ezra’s girlfriend?” she questioned, chewing on her bottom lip.
I had just stabbed another bite of my salad, and I waved her off with my fork while shaking my head. “I’m just me, Tasha. I don’t believe in titles that weren’t earned anyway. As far as being Ezra’s girlfriend, that’s complicated. Anyway, just Vanessa is fine with me. Thank you, by the way, for the gift basket. I was thrilled to see the mascara and gloss, and I almost burst into tears. Lame, I know, but I feel good when I wear them,” I replied.
“I was going to put some nail polish in there too, but I figured since… um, well,”
