Chapter 173

Fifty minutes later, Cole emerged flayed, dazed, giddy, and job-having. Junior Assistant Editor. She was a junior assistant editor.

Truthfully, she was still a bit shaky on what that actually involved. But, whatever it was, it was a real thing and she was going to be paid for it.

Not, y’know, much. But she’d never been paid for anything before. Unless you counted that time Aiden had established a scholarship in her name after she’d given him a blow job.

She lurched past one of the Pitts and into Hanover Square. Slumped onto a bench, amid the swirling green, and messaged everyone she knew with shaking fingers.

Aiden first, of course. And he was the first to get back to her, signing his congratulations off with an x, which was incredibly effusive for him, squeaking in before her family, who sang to her as follows: They knew she could do it /

Just call it a hunch / Ardy’s delicious & nutritious / For dinner, breakfast, and lunch.

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