Chapter 15
Perrin felt as if she were floating when she arrived at Cutters Crabhouse. It was Friday evening, a week since her dinner with Bill and the kids. The place was hopping with Seattle’s finest, well-dressed for after work mingling, ready to see and be seen.
Perrin even saw two of her own designs, but didn’t know the women. That felt odd. Even though Raquel and Kristin were doing a great job of running the store, it still felt odd to be disconnected from the day-to-day contact with customers. Not that she’d have had time even if she had the desire to work the front of store again.
Her life had become a complete blur. She was in a hundred places at once, and needed to be in a thousand. Her emotions were all over the map as well.
Jerimy had insisted on her approval of his and Pats
