Chapter 12
Bristol
“Good afternoon, Jennifer. Thank you for coming to see me,” I said in greeting. Jennifer Hallowell was a new client who had just bought a house with her fiancé. She was around my age, with golden-blond hair and a sweet, girl-next-door type of face, and arrived in a black Calvin Klein dress.
Jennifer shook my hand and smiled. “Thank you for seeing me. I heard it could take months to get an appointment here.”
“That was until M&M hired me,” I laughed, flourishing my hand toward the chair in front of my desk. “Please have a seat.” Once she sat down, I passed her my portfolios. “Tell me about the new home. What all would you like for me to do for you?”
She opened my work and glanced around at the pictures. “Basically, everything. We’re going to buy all new furniture for
