The Wet Furs
In that time Jenny and I grew as close as friends as she and Fiona were, “So, you are at an impasse, what are you going to do?”
Jenny smiled wickedly, “Harper is going to Boston for three days, when he comes back, we’ll have a new car. I’m going to buy one before he gets back.”
“That means you get what you want, he’ll be stuck with your choice.”
She put her hand on my arm, smiled broadly, “Yup.”
About twenty minutes before quitting time Jenny came to my office, “Can you get home late today?”
Thinking she had a work issue she needed to smooth out I replied “Don’t know, what’s up?”