Chapter 18

[Cordelia]

“You still have two weeks until the show, Cordy! Make sure you get some fresh air today!”

“No promises!” I call after Tilly as she leaves for the office.

I am so grateful to have a friend like Mathilda. Not only is she giving me a place to work and live, but she cares enough about me to make sure that I do basic things to take care of myself–like exercise and eat.

But I cannot stop working, not until I finish these patterns. I have two weeks to make this line perfect before presenting it at the LA Market and Fashion Expo. There will be vendors from all over the world present and a show like this can launch a career.

Entering my collection into this show was expensive, eating up most of what remained of my limited savings.

Pulling a pencil from behind my ear, I lean forward and begin sketching out a shape when I hear my phone ring with a tone I haven’t heard in several weeks.

It’s my mysterious anonymous unlisted friend.

The message contains a series of imag