work at the co

, she planned to perform her secretari

t the door of the p

Rosalie was laughing, leaning

ctically dra

e, his eyes filled with an ind

r open, and both tur

d said, "Is that your secretary

giving orders to a

ss in her voice

to explain, but Josie responded

ent in hand, she was me

aroma of grinding coffe

n each step, he

o album: Rosalie likes Yirgacheff

s office always had

," Josie had grown accus

s had been quietly molded i

fee misted Josie's eye

e cold, and tears

tray steadily to

d been sitting, suddenly stood up as if to

Rosalie e

of scalding coffee splashed onto

ning pain hi

ively pulling her hand back as

ked Rosalie behind him.

"I didn't mean it. Your secretary walke

t Josie, who was hunched over,

emingly blind to her red, swollen hand. "What

f it had been doused with the scalding

g and turned to

the pain searing, but it paled co

her hands were

d sketching fashion designs at home,

he'd have seen Rosalie's

sn't just a secretary

banking on Laurence'

han

fashion sketches and cha

ross that line, Josie

seeing a woman radiating ne

agreement, snapped a photo, and sent it to Chris. "Chris, I've got the s