Chapter 16
Fashion Alive landed on the racks eight days later and the response was instantaneous and overwhelming.
At Melanie’s advice, that evening they all retreated to Bill and Perrin’s house in North Seattle, made a huge pot of decaf, and crowded around the dining table to confer.
“You’d think that my first ad spread in three years wouldn’t create so damn much noise,” Russell complained and Cassidy patted his shoulder in sympathy. “I should never have put my logo in the corner. I didn’t put my name, just the damned logo. Designers are coming out of the woodwork looking for me. I got so effing tired of repeating that I’m retired and only do the work I initiate. So, I shut off my blasted phone and put a ‘go away’ auto-reply on my e-mail.”
“My personal advice, Perrin,” Jo’s voice was
