Whitney
The meeting is going well and we've just signed contracts with the happy couple and I've scanned them with my phone, sending them to Addison. “Please don't think the fact I'll have a newborn then will be a problem."
“You've always been an amazing and fair business woman, Whitney, I have no doubt you will make it work as a mother."
I can't help but smile, feeling excited and happy people still trust me. “I'm anxious to get started. I know we have a few months, but I'll probably have something for you to look at next week. I'm not one to wait until the last second and I'll keep you up to date."
We stand, ready to end our meeting when a group of older men come in. “Ernie, turn the scanner on,"
Oh good grief, something must be happening and they want to be nosey. One of the disadv
