Olivia and Carina walked into her office and closed the door, and Carina made a beeline for Whitney’s desk. “We have a problem.”
“Please tell me this is not about Roger again. I told y’all it’s fine.”
“It’s not that,” Carina said.
“It’s this.” Olivia carried her tablet over to the desk. “You’re trending.”
“That sounds nice.” She sat taller in her seat, smiling at the title.
“It’s not. Here.” Olivia stabbed at the screen, then turned the tablet toward the sisters-in-law.
There was some fun, upbeat music, and a few pictures of a couple kissing, followed by one in the shadows holding hands.
“What’s this got to do with me?”
“Keep watching,” Olivia encouraged her.
She didn’t much see the point but kept watching. That’s when she realized it was Kally Shore and Jim in the video. “Did she marry him without a prenup?”
“No. Worse.” Carina folded her arms. “Keep watching.”
Whitney turned her attention back to the screen.
“Here it comes,” Olivia said.
In the video, little heart bubbles danced over the couple’s heads, and then Kally cooed in front of the camera with the song “Sweetie” by Carly Ray Jepsen playing in the background. She turned to the camera and said, “I met my sweetie in my attorney’s lobby. I swear it was better than wishing on a snow globe.”
“Better than cupid,” someone shouted in the background.
Kally held the phone close to her face, whispering into the video. “I never would have found my one true love if we both hadn’t gotten divorces at the same place. Thanks to my divorce attorney for this true love and happily ever after. Thanks, Whitney!” She blew a kiss into the camera.
Then Jim pushed full-face into the screen. “You rock, too, Carina!”
“What?” Whitney felt her eyes bug out. “What is she thinking? And why is she dragging us into it?”
“Yeah. Your father is going to go ballistic if he catches wind of this.”
“It sure doesn’t align with the ‘Serious business deserves serious lawyers’ mantra. We are still trying to prove ourselves as a viable arm of the firm in family law. They’d love nothing more than for us to fail, and this would make us look unprofessional. If I fail, it’s not going to be over something like this. I’m calling Kally right now to tell her to take that video down.” Whitney picked up her phone.
“Wait. It’s not that simple.”
“Sure it is.” Whitney pretended to press the button on her phone. “Hey Kally, it’s Whitney. Your little video is adorable, but girl, you need to take that down. It’s not professional, and I can’t have you mentioning me on social media.Bam.” She dropped the imaginary mic. “Done.”
Olivia pointed to the number under the video. “Look. See that number? That’s how many people have shared the video so far.”
“Sixty-two thousand shares?” Whitney couldn’t believe it. “Why does anyone even care?”
“Who knows. People are crazy,” Carina said with a groan. “At least they didn’t mention the law firm by name.”
“This isn’t good.” Whitney picked up her phone. “Kally needs to delete it.”
“It gets worse. Others are hopping on the trend, and I’m pretty sure they aren’t even clients, but they are using all the hashtags, and one of them is the firm.”
“What is with these people?” Whitney groaned in frustration.
“Your father is right. Social mediaisthe enemy,” Carina said.
The video continued in a part two of all things.
