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“The usual Assistant duties.”
“Since when did wearing an expensive evening gown and international travel become usual Assistant duties?”
“We have to attend a charity gala as representatives of Morgan Grant.” Now wasn’t the best time to tell her I’ve yet to meet my new boss. Nor was it a wise thing to let her know my internet search wasn’t any better than hers.
“Uh-huh…you sure that’s all?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It sounds like he may have hired you for…” She raised an eyebrow. “You know…”
“What mom?”
“Baby, you’re a very intelligent young woman, but when it comes to men, especially men who are…just make sure one of your duties isn’t to be his bed buddy.”
“Mom!”
“Don’t look so surprised. Your mom knows a few things.” She winked and started towards the door. “I’d better hear from you at least twice a day.”
“Yes ma’am.”
“I’ll make you something to eat. What time are you leaving?”
“Tony is picking me up at two.”
She stopped walking and turned around. “Who’s Tony?”
“The driver.”
“The driver? Uh-huh, you do know I’ll be here when you leave?”
“Mom, it’s my job. Will it make you feel better if I have you on speaker phone the entire ride to the airport?” I teased.
“Yes.”
“Mom…really?”
It was very late when I crawled into bed. I was exhausted and not sure if there’d be a chance for sleep on the flight. When I woke up at ten thirty, I brushed my teeth and headed down to the kitchen. I came around the corner and saw my mom sitting at the table. I coughed and she looked up. “Morning sunshine. What time did you finally go to sleep?”
“Four.”
“Want some coffee?”
“Yes, please.” I sat down and she placed a large white mug in front of me and kissed me on the forehead. After the first sip, I let out a deep sigh. “That’s good.”
“How about some eggs and toast?”
“Please. Thank you.” After breakfast, she helped me finish packing. I looked at the clock and it was one, and I needed to get dressed.
At one forty-five, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and swallowed. Standing in front of me was a bald, dark chocolate human wall with a beard, wearing a black suit. I swallowed hard and looked at my mother. She cocked her head and folded her arms in front of her chest. I knew that meant she’d be in the car behind me all the way to the airport.
I let Tony in and showed him where the bags were. It took him a couple of trips to load everything into the car. When he returned, he asked, “Are you ready?”
“Excuse me,” my mother jumped in, and Tony looked at her. “Exactly who are you?”
“I’m Mr. Marchant’s driver.” Tony looked more like his muscle.
“Is that all?” My mother’s follow up question.
