Here's the teaser that was posted with The Fictionators:
We continued on with the meeting, I began to sign some preliminary paperwork and they agreed that I could take the rest home to have it looked over by a lawyer.
We continued on with the meeting, I began to sign some preliminary paperwork and they agreed that I could take the rest home to have it looked over by a lawyer.
I flew into our closet, flipping on the light switch. Our closet was a dressing room in itself, my dresser inside next to a vanity which was rarely used.
We continued on with the meeting, I began to sign some preliminary paperwork and they agreed that I could take the rest home to have it looked over by a lawyer.
What they didn’t need to know is that said lawyer was my boyfriend. That’ll be my little secret.
They also informed me that I would need to get a physical to finalize the contract. Oh, boy. Nothing that excited me more than getting poked and prodded by a doctor I didn’t know with cold hands.
I immediately began to think of the night at the bar on San Jacinto Boulevard and Keeton Street. I had played a full set of songs and received a warm response from the crowd.