Meredith avoided the pigeons and made sure she had no loose popcorn in her purse as she headed to the Metra the next day. She would take the train to Schaumburg where her mother lived. Meredith’s mother picked her up at the train station and the went to Yu’s Mandarin for lunch. Meredith really had been craving Chinese food since the sushi left her wanting a little more asian in her life.
“So how have you been this week?” Meredith’s mother asked her after they ordered drinks.
“I got a big project at work so I have been crazy busy. It’s due on Friday so I still have a lot of work to do.” Meredith looked around the restaurant. She felt uneasy as though someone were watching them somewhere.
“Oh! Meri, that's wonderful.” Her mother had called her Meri since she could remember. “Will you get a promotion?”
“Probably not but if we do well we will get raises. I have a good feeling about it.”
“Who would have thought all that finger painting would become a successful career.” Her mother sighed with a nostalgic smile on her face.
“Mom, I’m not finger painting. It’s graphic design.”
“Oh, I know honey. It’s fancy finger paints.”
Suddenly there was a shadow looming over their table and Meredith was surprised at how quickly the food was ready.
“M-Meredith Glenn?” A rough voice with a slight squeak said. Meredith looked up to see a hulk of a man. He had bleach blonde buzzed hair, clear blue eyes above a large smushed nose and baby smooth cleft chin. He was about six feet five inches and as wide as he was tall with broad shoulders. He wore a simple long sleeve shirt and jeans with a huge lopsided grin.
“Barry Olsen?” Meredith recognized him as the linebacker from high school. He was popular because he was the quarterback’s best friend at the time and she noticed that very same quarterback Tony Sanders standing a couple feet behind Barry. “Hey, Tony.” He smiled as a response.
“I heard you and Chad broke up a while back.” Barry said to her as his way of getting to the point she guessed. He slid his card to her. “We gotta go. We’re running late for T time. My cell number is on there. Hit me up next time you’re in town.”
“Oh sure. Was good to see you guys.” Meredith said not entirely sure how to respond. Tony smirked and finger waved and Barry grinned more so than he already was, which came off a bit demented.
“Tony is handsome as ever. He looks like a younger version of Guy Pierce.” Meredith’s mother swooned after the guys had left the restaurant.
“Yeah.” Their food had arrived and Meredith was ready to dig in. She was so hungry for some reason.
“So are you going to give Barry a call?” Her mother interrupted Meredith’s uncouth shoveling of food into her mouth.
“Mmmprombambly mop”
“Dear?”
“Probably not. I went on a group date and the guy Jordan I was paired with was nice. Also I have a date with one or two guards.” Meredith said after swallowing her mouthful of food.
“Oh, Meri. That’s great news. I’m so glad you are finally moving past Chad. He was such a horrible young man. He had some weird obsession with dark chocolate and dough balls.”
“Oh, I had forgotten about that. Yeah, I don’t know why he would eat dough balls.” Meredith and her mother finished up their meal then headed to the mall to look around. Her mother had promised to buy her a new outfit for her presentation on Friday.
Meredith FaceTimed Taylor in each store and had her mother help her show off each outfit in the fitting room. Between the three of them the chose a sexy high-waist, black pencil skirt with a gold zipper up the back, a short-sleeve cropped red blouse with a black camisole and platform nude pumps to accentuate her height. Meredith didn’t really do much in the decision making other than try the clothes on her mother and best friend chose for her. They weren’t overly expensive but she wasn’t at Target.
Meredith kissed her mother on the cheek and thanked her before saying goodbye before heading back into the city. She saw she had missed a text from Jordan while shopping.
I’m going to be doing some drone shoots for a project on Wednesday if you want to come with me.
Meredith thought about it. She should have her project pretty much wrapped up by then so why not. Jordan seemed nice.
That would be awesome! If you have time afterwards maybe we can grab something to eat.
Sounds like a date. :) I’m looking forward to it.
Meredith smiled and was excited to be able to finally move past Chad. She didn’t know why she had held on to him for so long. Maybe she felt she wasn’t good enough after all he did cheat on her several times. But she knew better and she was glad to finally be free.
Meredith spent all day Monday with Karen in the meeting room with their laptops going over the ad campaign and adjusting and perfecting their designs. Mr. Hubert kept walking up to the glass window and just watching them without coming in. They knew he was anxious when he kept pulling out his mustache comb and running it through his mustache over and over. It just added to the creepy effect he was creating, which wasn’t helpful to their concentration.“Even if they don’t see this as amazing I’m proud of what we have going here. It truly is amazing.” Karen told Meredith as they looked at the preview on the screen. “Choosing to go with the more risky font without a backup is a bit of a gamble but it allows us time to perfect it rather than split between two projects essentially.”“Exactly. Mr. Hubert wants us to wow
Meredith showed Jordan into her apartment with a giggle. She had promised to show him her origami collection since he showed her his photography. He had phrased it: “I show you mine so you have to show me yours.” “I don’t know how my cat Dino will take to you but it seems like he is giving us some privacy. Not many places to hide in this small apartment but leave it to a cat to find a place to vanish to.” She said as she pulled the large hat box down from her armoire and bent down to set it on the coffee table. It took up most of the table. “Nice box.” Jordan said in his slightly slurred British accent with a smirk. He had a double meaning as he had been checking her out from behind but it went over her head. “Thank you. I got it a a thrift store. I thought it would be perfect for my origami.” She opened the box
The next day Meredith met Karen, Greg and Mr. Hubert in the meeting room and they went over their ad campaign. Mr. Hubert sat for thirty minutes not saying a word just scrutinizing it in every way possible.“And you didn’t make a backup?” He finally asked.“No, sir. We thought it would better to risk a gamble on having more time to refine and polish one rather than work on two.”“That was a good idea. Had anyone else done it I wouldn’t have agreed but the two of you are something else. Great work indeed.”“Thank you, sir.” Meredith and Karen said in unison while Greg nodded in agreement.“I want the three of you to spend as long as possible with the printers to
Meredith was woken up by a very loud alarm that Taylor had set by the bed. She groaned and rolled around but she knew she had to get up because the big day had finally arrived. She padded out Sarah’s bedroom and into the the living room following the smell of coffee into the kitchen. “Morning!” Taylor said as she flitted around the kitchen and paused to hand Meredith a mug. “I made a light breakfast just in case you’re nervous. Also don’t want you bloated or anything when you’re supposed to look sexy.” “Thanks.” Meredith responded grumpily, half sarcastically and half actual gratitude. She was actually kind of hungry she had forgotten to eat dinner the night before. She finished pouring her cup of coffee and adding three spoons of sugar with a splash of two percent milk while Taylor set their dishes on the other side of the island in front of two bar stools.
Meredith stepped onto the elevator. She was wearing platform nude pumps, a very sexy high-waisted black pencil skirt with a gold zipper that traveled up the back, a cropped short-sleeved red satin blouse, and a very confident smile. Her hair and makeup had been done to perfection and she was, as Mr. Hubert had put it earlier, “Wow.” Across from her in the corner of the elevator one of the three Maxwell brothers stood leaning slightly against the wall. He wore elephant grey derby shoes, a solid blue three-piece suit with a skinny grey tie tucked into his vest, his dark brown hair was parted on the side and buzzed short around the sides but long on the top. His clear green eyes looked the color of mossy but with the clarity of an emerald. His jaw was clenched as though he were deep in thought and he wore a five o’clock shadow across it. Meredith had been
“Your late.” The David told her. “Sit down.” Meredith glanced into the corner office, along the side wall closest to her was floor to ceiling black shelves full of books and a few shelves had room for awards and framed event photos. Against the back wall she noticed as she walked across the room was a large framed abstract painting in bold colors and below it was a dry bar with an assortment of liquor bottles and glasses. The other two walls were floor to ceiling windows looking out over the financial district of Chicago. There were potted plants in each corner, two modern grey arm chairs sat in front of a large black desk with a iMac and and mouse to the left and a macbook pro in the center of the desk with a small stack of papers to the right. The David sat in a black leather chair as he frantically typed something on his macbook pro. Meredith sat down in one of the grey chairs in front of his des
“You’re Mr. Maxwell, my boss.” She wasn’t entirely sure what he meant by that. “There are several Maxwells. Which one am I. I’m obviously not Edward Maxwell because you already had a meeting with him earlier. What do you refer to me as?” “Honestly?” “Preferably.” “A David.” Meredith responded and the David smirked but other than that he made no signs in the positive or negative towards her remark. The server arrived with some sort of artichoke dish and then left again. She didn’t wait for proper etiquette and began to eat. “Well you obviously know about the fan club but are not part of it. That’s a plus.” “Knowing about the fan club?” She asked between bites.
“I suppose I can see your dad’s point. He wants you all to be happy and not just work yourselves for the sake of the company. To have hobbies, friends, family; it makes sense and I suppose it is a good idea. My question is, how do I help you get CEO?” Meredith asked then took a sip of her wine as it was refilled and their souffle dishes taken away. The souffle left on her tongue accented the wine perfectedly she wished she had eaten it slower to savor this combination longer. “Well as I said I will need help in the Social aspect so I need someone who has hobbies that I can get behind and help support.” He looked down at his paper. “You have a cat, Dino, is it?” “Yes, how do you know that?” “So you are passionate about animals?” “I don’t know if I would say passionate