“Y
ou won’t regret it, Linda, I promise.” I pressed end on my phone and plopped onto the couch, glee seeping through me. Legendary Linda was coming out of retirement for me.
I texted Deedee: You’ll never guess who I got out of retirement — Linda Sanchez!
No way! The two of you together will take over the world
I smiled goofily. Yes, we would. Linda may have been out of the industry for five years, but talent is talent, and she’d be working for me. Part-time, yes, but on my team, as soon as I found an office — she wasn’t coming into my house. And it’s not just because I’m neurotic; Ari would hate it, and I’m not going to do that to him. So I needed an office space, chic but cheap, and fast. I lay down on the couch. The leather was cool, refreshing, and I closed my eyes for a minute. This was exciting and nerve-racking — good things were happening, but they demanded a lot of me as well. I inhaled and exhaled mindfully then opened my eyes and bolted upright.
