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Authors: Lizzy Ford
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ascended to the
second floor.
"…if you hadn't dropped out, you'd be
graduating in a few months. A FEW MONTHS, Katherine!"
"I know, Hannah."
"You're twenty-two, a single mom, and you've
got a shitty job and frankly, a shitty attitude about your
future."
Katie pushed the door to her designated guest
room and stripped out of the grease-stained, French fry scented
clothing. Hannah continued on the same speech she'd heard every
time they were together.
"You know I'm just concerned," Hannah
finished. "Toby --"
"He'll be fine," Katie bit off. "I came here
for a break, Hannah."
"Gio and I are worried. Everywhere you work,
you're recognized for being the brilliant person I know you are.
Why can't you pick a career or finish school?"
"I don't know, Hannah. I'm not sure what I
want to do with my life."
"Well, do something!"
Katie flung herself on the bed. Despite
Hannah’s criticisms, she would still rather be here than at her
apartment, even knowing Hannah would never believe her story about
Toby and the death dealer.
"I'm assuming you already ate," Hannah said,
nose crinkling. "Take a shower and come down to say hello to Gio.
He's letting me buy your gown for tomorrow, so you might as well be
nice to him."
Katie pushed herself off the bed and
obeyed.
CHAPTER THREE
"Who throws a Halloween gala where no one
dresses up?" Katie grumbled, uncomfortable in her formal dress.
She’d last dressed up for Hannah’s engagement party two years
ago.
"Masquerade, not Halloween."
Katie didn’t reply, gaping at a woman in her
sixties with enough diamonds to reverse world hunger.
"Stop it!" Hannah hissed. "Pretend to fit in.
Don’t embarrass me."
Katie maneuvered her sequined ball mask into
place only to see her sister on the verge of disappearing in the
masses of women in custom gowns and masks. The women’s coatroom was
off one side of the entrance. Katie emerged in time to see her
sister stop beside her fiancé. Katie moved toward them steadily,
self-conscious in the snug teal gown that displayed the curves the
slender women around her didn’t have. The neckline was plunging,
revealing the curves of her full breasts.
Her sister had chosen the gown and
--thankfully --paid for it. It was three months’ salary, though
Hannah had added it to the black AmEx her fiancé paid in full every
month without a second thought.
Just like their four-hour trip to the spa,
the wardrobe Hannah bought Toby, the jewelry they both wore. Within
a four-hour period, Hannah had dropped $50K. For once, Katie was
beyond grateful. She felt almost human again after the drama of her
week. She fully intended to return the gown and tanzanite jewelry
dripping off her ears and neck, but for the night, she enjoyed
feeling like Cinderella.
She trailed Hannah into the massive foyer
with a dangling chandelier, regally arcing stairway, and an army of
wait staff in tuxes circulating alcohol and hors d’oeuvres. Massive
ballrooms flanked either side of the foyer, one whose orchestra
filled the mansion with calming music, and the other devoted to a
buffet unlike any Katie had ever seen. The swirl of gowns of
dancing couples drew her attention to the ballroom with the
orchestra. She walked through the masses, comfortably hidden behind
her mask. No one would know she didn’t belong among the blue bloods
in this crowd. Beyond the main room were two hallways, also packed,
and opened doors along both where men and women circulated.
Katie paused to look around. She’d lost
Hannah in the crowd. Her sister wore maroon, as did many of the
other women in masks around her. She fingered the small teal
evening purse hanging around her wrist, where her cell phone was.
Worst case scenario, she’d call her.
Completely free, she relaxed and accepted a
glass of champagne from one of the wait staff and waded toward the
buffet. She paused in the doorway, realizing she was squeezed too
tightly into her dress to eat anything. Instead she crossed to the
full bar
second floor.
"…if you hadn't dropped out, you'd be
graduating in a few months. A FEW MONTHS, Katherine!"
"I know, Hannah."
"You're twenty-two, a single mom, and you've
got a shitty job and frankly, a shitty attitude about your
future."
Katie pushed the door to her designated guest
room and stripped out of the grease-stained, French fry scented
clothing. Hannah continued on the same speech she'd heard every
time they were together.
"You know I'm just concerned," Hannah
finished. "Toby --"
"He'll be fine," Katie bit off. "I came here
for a break, Hannah."
"Gio and I are worried. Everywhere you work,
you're recognized for being the brilliant person I know you are.
Why can't you pick a career or finish school?"
"I don't know, Hannah. I'm not sure what I
want to do with my life."
"Well, do something!"
Katie flung herself on the bed. Despite
Hannah’s criticisms, she would still rather be here than at her
apartment, even knowing Hannah would never believe her story about
Toby and the death dealer.
"I'm assuming you already ate," Hannah said,
nose crinkling. "Take a shower and come down to say hello to Gio.
He's letting me buy your gown for tomorrow, so you might as well be
nice to him."
Katie pushed herself off the bed and
obeyed.
CHAPTER THREE
"Who throws a Halloween gala where no one
dresses up?" Katie grumbled, uncomfortable in her formal dress.
She’d last dressed up for Hannah’s engagement party two years
ago.
"Masquerade, not Halloween."
Katie didn’t reply, gaping at a woman in her
sixties with enough diamonds to reverse world hunger.
"Stop it!" Hannah hissed. "Pretend to fit in.
Don’t embarrass me."
Katie maneuvered her sequined ball mask into
place only to see her sister on the verge of disappearing in the
masses of women in custom gowns and masks. The women’s coatroom was
off one side of the entrance. Katie emerged in time to see her
sister stop beside her fiancé. Katie moved toward them steadily,
self-conscious in the snug teal gown that displayed the curves the
slender women around her didn’t have. The neckline was plunging,
revealing the curves of her full breasts.
Her sister had chosen the gown and
--thankfully --paid for it. It was three months’ salary, though
Hannah had added it to the black AmEx her fiancé paid in full every
month without a second thought.
Just like their four-hour trip to the spa,
the wardrobe Hannah bought Toby, the jewelry they both wore. Within
a four-hour period, Hannah had dropped $50K. For once, Katie was
beyond grateful. She felt almost human again after the drama of her
week. She fully intended to return the gown and tanzanite jewelry
dripping off her ears and neck, but for the night, she enjoyed
feeling like Cinderella.
She trailed Hannah into the massive foyer
with a dangling chandelier, regally arcing stairway, and an army of
wait staff in tuxes circulating alcohol and hors d’oeuvres. Massive
ballrooms flanked either side of the foyer, one whose orchestra
filled the mansion with calming music, and the other devoted to a
buffet unlike any Katie had ever seen. The swirl of gowns of
dancing couples drew her attention to the ballroom with the
orchestra. She walked through the masses, comfortably hidden behind
her mask. No one would know she didn’t belong among the blue bloods
in this crowd. Beyond the main room were two hallways, also packed,
and opened doors along both where men and women circulated.
Katie paused to look around. She’d lost
Hannah in the crowd. Her sister wore maroon, as did many of the
other women in masks around her. She fingered the small teal
evening purse hanging around her wrist, where her cell phone was.
Worst case scenario, she’d call her.
Completely free, she relaxed and accepted a
glass of champagne from one of the wait staff and waded toward the
buffet. She paused in the doorway, realizing she was squeezed too
tightly into her dress to eat anything. Instead she crossed to the
full bar
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