CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Ten more minutes to go. She sighed as she gazed at the empty entrance from where she sat behind the counter. Playing with the end of a stray strand of her curly, kinky hair, she gazed once again at the bundle of magazines laying on the counter. She has already skived twice through those in the past one hour. She retrieved her phone and was about to play music when her phone rang, Vivian’s name flashing on it.
“Vivian,” She chirped, a wide smile etched on her face.
“So how did it go with Brian?” Of course, she would definitely call to ask precisely that.
“I’m not spilling a thing until tomorrow Vivian,”
“Fine,” She sighed in disappointment and Meredith had to try her damn hardest to stifle an amused chuckle.
“So, anything interesting happen on your sid
