HOLY CRAP was her first clear thought as she rode the elevator back down to the eighth floor, then escaped into her sanctuary and closed her office door. Trixie leaned against it for just a moment, eyes closed, focusing on her breathing. Once she felt steadier, she moved toward her desk.
Meghan. I’ll call Meghan. She loves Joshie. I just hope she’s not busy, Trixie thought. She tapped her fingers rapidly on her desk as she waited for Meghan to pick up the phone.
“Hey girl, what’s up?” her best friend said after three rings.
“Well, I just found out I have to take a business trip,” Trixie said. “I have to leave Thursday afternoon and won’t be back until Saturday sometime. Can you watch Joshua?”
“Gee, let me think,” Meghan replied with sarcasm. “Watch an adorable little doggie, or spend p
