I carried my last box into my new apartment. With my signature on the lease, everything was no official. After years of misery in my parents’ house and weeks of couch surfing, I finally had a place of my very own.Somewhere I could sit in quiet solitude and reflect. Or eat pizza and binge reality te
But here in the shadows, Logan could kiss and hold his long-lost wife.His phone rang and with a sigh, they broke apart.“Let it go to voicemail,” Hazel suggested, a bit of hope, a bit of disappointment in her eyes.“It could be important,” Logan said, then watched as disappointment fully wiped the
Hazel looked taken aback. “Of course not.”What was he thinking, accusing her? He sighed. God, he was just tired.“Listen… It’s just –”“You just think I’m responsible for Fillman’s Freight wanting to pull their accounts.” The hurt grew in her voice.“You did talk to them. It’s natural that I would
Of course Cameron told Dawn that she had heard Hazel and Logan together on the phone call.“We finished,” Logan said.“How nice,” Dawn said. “Though I hope you realize how unprofessional it is to work outside of the office, especially with one of your subordinates. I imagine you will contain your wo
I wasn’t mad at Logan. Just… disappointed.A night of celebration with the man of my dreams turned into another fun night with my friends. I loved my friends, and was always happy to spent time with them. But this was supposed to me my first real date with Logan.And he had bailed for work.Was this
“You should really put water on that before it stains,” Cameron said. She smiled slightly, as if caught between mocking and teasing.She was right, however, so I stepped around her and out of the elevator.“I trust you won’t spill any coffee on me?” Cameron asked as the elevator doors closed behind
After washing the stain from my shirt, I held it under the hand dryer until the fabric had dried enough to no longer be translucent. Then I redressed and made my way from the locker room. The other girls were still talking, but they were background noise to me now.If I wanted to know more about thi
Logan waited until Dawn had sent Hazel out of office on some trivial tasks. Logan had texted Hazel, asking him to keep him informed of just what Dawn wanted from her. So far, the tasks had been arbitrary, typing and filing, and now, running out to get her lunch. Food from one place, a specialty drin
“I’ve been in this game for too long,” Senior said. “When I first got the news, I could only think about my legacy. I became obsessed with it. I’m not like you, Walter. I didn’t think about my family, or anyone else. Only myself.” “It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks,” Mr. Hudgens said. He la
“Janice,” Senior said. All smug arrogance disappeared from his voice. “What are you doing here?” “At first I didn’t think I would come,” Janice replied. “After all these years… I didn’t want to see your face ever again for as long as I lived. Better to leave well enough alone. But… after hearing e
I glanced down at my pink blouse and gray slacks. What was so wrong with my outfits? I dressed professionally… mostly. He really thought I needed supervision to pick out an outfit.Looking at Logan, I saw my own disbelief mirrored back at me. This was absolutely ridiculous.“Is that it?” Walter aske
In front of the partition screen, a large table had been assembled, with rows of chairs on either side, facing each other. We took our side, and Senior and his team of lawyers took theirs. There were so many lawyers that many of them had to stand.Senior sat across from Logan, though his glare of di
“He might surprise us,” Dylan said, a shred of hope in his voice, under a healthy level of cynicism.“Don’t hold your breath,” Frank replied.“The problem is we don’t know fully what to expect,” Mabel said. “Well – other than Senior being a crotchety asshole who will try to cheat us at every turn. W
“It’s time to talk to Logan and Hazel and stop this whole thing,” Dylan said. “You are outnumbered and outmatched, with so many people ready to stand against you.”Opening the top of the folder, Senior glared down at the stack of papers in the stack. “Disgruntled former employees. Fake friends. Fami
“We were just hoping to talk to her,” I said.The man’s brow lifted slightly. “Are you selling something? Wait -- why do you look familiar?” Narrowing his eyes, he gazed at us with suspicion. Then, suddenly, recognition must have struck him because his eyes widened. “You’re those people from the new
Despite the general unpleasantness of the conversation with the mayor and the governor, they eventually agreed to let us go. They had no real reason to hold us, and Logan saw through their veiled threats easily enough.In fact, he even seemed to make them feel to make them feel like unsupportive fri
That day, we changed our minds and decided to release six interviews to the website, with Michael Hatfield’s being the final. Overnight, the story gained so much national traction that the sheriff and two security men show up at our door.“Logan Hatfield? Hazel Whitaker? The mayor wants to speak wit