All Chapters of Red Wine for Breakfast: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Jenny left the studio and headed to her office. She wasn’t surprised when she opened her door and found Gayle waiting for her.“I have a meeting in five minutes, Gayle.”“I know Jenny, but we have to talk. About Friday night...”“I don’t think we have anything to talk about. I hope you and that snake had a great time. I hope it was worth it.”“Jenny, I’m really sorry. I know how you feel about Johnny, but he’s not who you think. You really should try to get to know him before passing judgment on him, or me.”“Did you sleep with him?”“No. After you left we just talked until around three, then I went home. I tried to call you, but... ““Gayle, I was too angry to talk. You know the hell that shit is putting me through. I don’t care what lies he told you, my feelings as your friend should have meant more to you than his feeling up

Jenny saw Gayle sitting at the bar talking to Bob when she entered Charlotte’s, a few minutes past their arranged time. Gayle looked upset when Jenny sat next to her.“I was afraid you’d changed your mind,” Gayle said.“No, the meeting ran a bit late.” Jenny ordered coffee and a hamburger, and then lit her cigarette. “OK, so I admit I was angry at you for leaving with Johnny, but I think our friendship is more important than to let some jerk destroy it. I was just surprised that he’d come on to you, and more surprised that you fell for it.”“I know, you’re right, but nothing happened. All we did was talk, well all Johnny did was talk, and he did reveal something you might be interested in, so maybe it wasn’t an entire waste.”“I called Laurie to get some dirt on him and we were at it all weekend. She did find something, but we haven’t gotten all the details yet.&rdqu

As the deadline for Johnny’s challenge drew closer, Jenny was surprisingly calm. The phone calls and letters kept coming in, but Jenny didn’t appear to be paying that much attention to them. What concerned her more was what was happening to the music side of her show. Before Johnny’s arrival, she and Wes had gone over the song list extensively before air time, but since Tony’s decision to have each shift play something different, Wes had taken total control of what songs were being aired. Many of the artists were unknowns, and for the first time since she joined KKTM, she was hearing the same tunes more than once an hour.Jenny made a mental note to talk to him about it, but for the moment she was busy with other events. Particularly her plans for Thursday, and the answer she was going to give Johnny that would get him off her back once and for all.After a quiet weekend, spent mostly on the beach and on the phone, Jenny was feeling pretty good

Jenny was surprisingly energetic at five a.m. She usually wasn’t fully awake until after her third cup of coffee, but this morning was a totally different day.  She showered, then found the dress Kathy had delivered, finished applying her make-up, and about to leave to work when she noticed the light on her answering machine was blinking. She had turned off the phone the night before, so she wouldn’t be interrupted as she put the final details of her plan, and had forgotten to turn it back on.  She pressed the button and heard Gayle’s excited voice.“Jenny, where are you? I have to talk to you. It’s very important, please call me as soon as you get this message.”Jenny looked at the clock and figured it was too early to return Gayle’s call. Besides, she’d see her at the station in a few hours and she wasn’t in the mood to hear about her and Tony’s date. The details could wait until after her show, an

 “Murdered? What makes you think she was murdered?” Jenny asked.“Well, for one thing, there wasn’t any note. For another, most suicides don’t put in a diaphragm just before jumping out of a window. You don’t need birth control in heaven.” Gary tried to lighten the seriousness of the mood.“That’s why they call it heaven.” Jenny caught the intent. “But seriously, Gary, do you think she walked in on a robbery? Although I can’t imagine what she would have that anyone would want.”“There wasn’t any sign of forced entry and nothing was taken that we could see. At least not the usual things like the TV, stereo or jewelry. Her purse wasn’t even touched. That’s all I can tell you for now, which is much more than I was supposed to. But you and I go way back. What’s a few rules between friends? Besides, since you and Gayle were so close, I thought you might ha