A last minute heads-up

“This wasn't part of the plan, Brion,” I spoke into the receiver, my annoyance filtering through. “Not only did you let me work alone in the company while you took care of your pressing need, but you are telling me I need to represent you in the meet and greet?”

“I'm sorry, Nova,” he apologized, his tone regretful. “I didn't know things would turn out this way, I swear.”

“Can't you take care of it after the meet? It's not like your investors will die if you delay it for a day or two?” I plopped down on the couch in the living room, and crossed my legs, my gaze going over to my babies who were playing with their Legos.

“I don't think it can wait, Nova.”

“But —”

“Are you worried about the kid? Someone will be there in an hour to help you look after them while you leave.”

“You know, that's not what I'm worried about, Brion. I don't want to freaking attend the meet and greet!” I was almost yelling out now, my frustration taking the best of me.

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