Melody (THE LOGAN FAMILY)

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    She did a double-take when she saw Lucas’s mother. She’d forgotten that the lady had been some Italian model back in the day. She wasn’t famous but Melody remembered Lucas mentioning every aspect of his mother’s exciting modeling career. She glanced at Dave. He waved his hands furiously. He shouted between rapid breaths. She wondered how the Lawsons first got together.
    What exactly had Dave done to pull such a fascinating creature like Lucas’s mother? Or had he been the fascinating one?
    He hung up. Melody wondered if he remembered that she’d been in the room.
    “Sorry about that, Miss Cruz.” He smiled. “You know it’s hard to be the boss.” Melody smiled. “You want respect but you don’t want to seem like some tyrant. Sometimes, it’s hard to get people to do things while trying to be so understanding.”
    She put the picture down. “I can imagine the hard work you do, Mr. Lawson. You should be very proud for what you’ve accomplished. It must feel great to know that you became such a success all on your own.”
    He blushed as he touched his scattered goatee. “Well, aren’t you the charming one? I do remember you well, you know? Lucas never really stopped talking about his old friends. When he spoke about you, though, he always acted as though something was missing.” Melody looked at him. “Like, a part of himself, you know? Since last night he’s been dancing on air.”
    Melody grinned. “Dancing on air, huh?”
    “Yep. Whatever happened between you two last night made him very happy. Anyone who makes my son happy is all right with me. Especially when she’s so attractive and witty.”
    She squinted. “Do you really remember me or are you just being polite?”
    “Oh no, I remember you, Melody. I never forget anyone. Please sit down.”
    She sat in one of the cushioned chairs in front of his desk.
    “Your office is amazing, Mr. Lawson. Well, the entire building is. I hope I can find my way through here each day.” She caught herself. “I mean, uh, if I get the job.”
    “Would you like some coffee, Melody?” She declined. “Yeah, this is a big building, isn’t it? But don’t let it intimidate you, Melody. If you do get the job, I’m sure you’ll get used to things quickly. Anyway, you can always ask someone for help and that includes me.” He straightened his red tie.
    “I appreciate that, Mr. Lawson.”
    “I helped make the plans for this building, you know? I have a degree in architecture.” He smiled.
    “So I guess you have a hand in everything that goes on around here. I can see why you probably get overwhelmed with your job.”
    He clasped his hands. “No need to be nervous, Melody. Just act like we’re old friends.” She smiled. “I looked at your résumé this morning.” She nodded. “It’s very impressive, and you made sure to detail how well you are with computers and bookkeeping. You have any experience in accounting?”
    “Yes, I took a few courses in accounting at community college right after I got my GED.”
    “Mind if I ask why you dropped out of school?”
    “Uh…” She shifted in the seat. “Well, my aunt started having mental problems. She just snapped. I don’t know why or how but she just went downhill all of a sudden. I think she had some kind of breakdown or something. Her doctor couldn’t explain it either and after she’d been put on medication, she got even worse.” Mr. Lawson nodded. Melody continued.
    “She couldn’t take care of things on her own. She’d gotten so bad that she couldn’t afford to take care of the house or the bills. I took a little job long enough to get money for things. It wasn’t a lot but it helped. Anyway, I was so embarrassed about how things had gotten that I began to blame myself.”
    “Why would you blame yourself for something you had no control over, Melody?”
    She shrugged. “I guess I always blame myself for everything. I’ve always taken things on my shoulders even when I

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