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“So it wasn’t you that fired her?” The man shook his head. “And whom do I speak to in order to explain this wasn’t her fault?”
“I do not know. You’d need to ask her,” he said.
That’s what I’m trying to avoid.
“Thank you.” I left and headed for my car. No progress had been made. If anything, I was more confused about how to help her than I was before. I knew I had to pull out the big guns.
I dialed Lizzy.
Yawning. she answered, “Hello, Clark. Please make your question simple. I haven’t had coffee yet.”
“Lizzy, what the fuck were you thinking having me send PJ flowers at a funeral home?”
“What?” she asked, fully awake now. “Funeral home?”
“Yes. That’s the address you gave me yesterday,” I barked.
“It is Darcy and Darcy. She said nothing about it being a funeral home,” Lizzy explained.
“Yes. And that’s a funeral home. Let’s just say the flowers cost her a job. Next time, you might want to hold back on giving advice.”
“I…can’t believe it. She got fired?”
“Yes.”
“Wait? Are you blaming me for that? I gave you several options. You picked the wrong one – that isn’t my fault.”
I was wasting my time. But I’d learned my lesson.
From now on, I do things my way.
“Go back to sleep. I’ll work it out,” I said.
“Do you want me to call her?” Lizzy asked.
“No. I want you to do nothing. I just needed to make sure you hadn’t left the funeral home part out intentionally.”
“Clark, I like PJ. I’d never do anything to hurt her.”
That I believed.
“Okay,” I said, and ended the call.
Tonight I needed to do something special to show her how sorry I was. And to explain why I did what I did. With any luck, I could also get her to give me her employer’s information so I could get her job back.
Still don’t know why she wants it, but she does and that’s good enough for me.
I’d do anything to keep her smiling.
I didn’t want to wait until tonight to hear her voice. I dialed her number, and it went to voicemail. Was she still out? Maybe she didn’t even know I was gone yet.
As I waited to see if she’d answer, I racked my brain. I usually had connections that would be able to assist in building up someone’s business. But in her line of work, that meant someone had passed away. I’m an asshole, but I have my limits as to what I’d do for success. There’s got to be something less drastic.
I ended the call and slipped my phone into my pocket. I’d try her again later when I had a plan.
