“You need friends, Mackenzie. Stop being the awkward turtle always hiding in a shell. Live a little.”
Mackenzie rolled her eyes, keeping her head down. Greg was in his big brother mode this morning as their mother drove them to the mall to buy themselves some new outfits for the company dinner their father would be hosting on the weekend.
Mackenzie couldn’t have cared less if she wore one of her old dresses, but their mother had said they needed to look their best. Image was everything. “How we portray ourselves as a family directly reflects on your father and his ability to run a company.” Those had been her mother’s words. Mackenzie didn’t get it, but she wasn’t about to argue with Sarah Marshall, the perfect, supportive wife of the CEO Ivan Marshall.
“Greg, stop bothering your siste
