Breaking The Ice Between Us
I’m Harper Lane — president, planner, professional.
I repeat it until I almost believe it.
Lila sits beside me at the long dining table, laptop open, headset on, watching me like she expects me to combust mid-call.
The screen flickers to life — the event sponsor, Daniel Myers, a polished PR guy from one of the biggest sports brands in the state. Perfect teeth. Smile that could sell a thousand jerseys.
“Morning, ladies,” he says. “Hope I’m not catching you too early.”
“Not at all,” I say, adjusting my headset. “We’re excited to finalize the details for the charity gala. The vendor list is ready, catering confirmed, and Alpha Chi’s volunteers are prepped for setup.”