Second Chance At Rebirth: Beneath The Ashes
The first piece of my plan was falling into place.
I turned back to my desk, my mind already racing with next steps, when the glass door opened again. Linda stepped in.
“Ma’am, sorry I missed your call,” she said, adjusting her glasses. “I was in the break room, coffee machine jammed again.”
“It’s fine,” I said, waving it off. “I need you to find a party planner for Grandfather’s birthday. We need someone reliable, creative, but not over-the-top. Family, close friends, a refined event, elegant bites, soft whites and golds for decor. Can you handle that?”
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