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business degree.  Her friend was on the faculty at the School of Social Work at Columbia University, and it was Tiffany’s hope that the Renaissance Girls foundation could be a placement for one of the Social Work interns in the graduate program.  Tiffany already had one friend who was a school guidance counselor prepared to offer a couple of hours a week, but it would be great to have a student there for additional hours to help out with general counseling, advice, and working through the red tape of the system when necessary.  In addition, the intern could learn the ropes as well.
    She continued working, filling out paperwork when her text went off.  She grabbed her phone.
    DREW:  Do u have a sec to talk?
    Tiffany felt butterflies, then took a deep calming breath.
    TIFF: Yes.
    Her phone rang a minute later.
    “Hello, Dr. Huntington,” she answered, trying to sound nonchalant.
    “Good morning, Ms. Daniels.  How are you doing today?”  Drew’s voice sounded like rich dark chocolate.  She could hear the smile in his tone.
    “I’m great.  How about you?”
    “I’m good.”
    “No surgeries this morning?”
    “Not until noon, then I’m going until nine or ten tonight, so I wanted to call you when I had the chance.”
    “Okay.  What’s up?”  She settled back into her chair, thankful that she wasn’t babbling.
    “I talked to my sister, and she’s totally up for meeting you and talking about the foundation.  Why don’t I bring her to the warehouse on Saturday?  Does that work for you?”
    Tiffany tamped down her excitement at the fact that she would see him in a few days.  “She is so sweet for doing this.  What’s her name again?”
    “Carly.”
    “Okay.  I really just want to ask her about what to look for in a consulting firm and things like that.  I’m pretty good with asking people for money in the political world,” she chuckled dryly, “but I’d like to get some ideas from someone who knows the non-profit world, just the same.  She’s such a gem for doing this.”
    “She’s happy to help out.”  He paused slightly.  “I’d told her about the mentoring program for the boys when that started up and when you started solidifying your ideas for the foundation, I’d mentioned it to her.  She’s looking forward to meeting you,” he said casually.
    Tiffany bit her lip to stop herself from talking too much.  She wanted to ask what he’d told his sister about her, but instead, she said, “Well, I’m looking forward to meeting her too.  What’s she like?”
    He laughed lightly.  “Loud.”
    Tiffany let go of a gut laugh.  “Loud?”
    “Yes, loud.  She definitely got the extrovert gene in the family.  Well, her and my mom, and –” He stopped suddenly, then redirected his thoughts.  “She’s a lot like what my mom was like.”
    Tiffany’s heart sank a little at his sad tone.  They’d never talked about his mom before.  Just his sister and dad.
    “Is your mom –?”
    “She passed away a couple of years ago from cancer.  By the time they discovered it, it was already stage four.”
    “I’m so sorry,” she said quietly.
    His voice took on a reminiscent quality.  “Thanks.  Yeah, she was something.  She was a community organizer down in Baltimore where I grew up, and she was louder than Carly,” he laughed softly.  “You would’ve liked her.”
    “She sounds like she was a great woman.”
    “She was.  We still miss her.  But she was a happy woman, very optimistic.  And when she went, she went fast.  She definitely preferred it that way.  She always told us when she went to those pearly gates in the sky, she wanted to get there in a Corvette, not a station wagon.”
    Tiffany smiled but said, “Still.  It must’ve been hard.”
    “It was.  Still is sometimes.”
    “I bet.”
    There was a moment of silence.
    “So Carly is loud.  Check.  What else?”  Tiffany wanted to keep the conversation going.
    “She’s married to her high