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AS SOON AS she woke, Fianna slipped into her robe and picked up the newspaper outside the hotel suite door. Utterly exhausted from the stress of the fashion show and the ensuing calamity, she’d slept late.
Before she read the news, she made a call to check on the model who’d been injured. The young girl sounded good, but Fianna knew she’d be out of commission for quite a while to heal from a broken ankle.
She sank onto the sofa and curled her legs under, mentally steeling herself for the reviews of yesterday’s show. She opened the newspaper. There on an inside cover was a photo of her runway show with models stumbling and falling. The headline read: Fianna Fitzgerald Struggles. She went on to read a blow-by-blow account of the disaster. The anguish she’d felt yesterday returned with
