The moment we were alone, Wendy started gushing words faster than I could keep up like we’ve known each other all our lives.
“Oh my gosh, I am so glad to meet you, Ms. Laurentia. My name is Wendy Lowell. You can call me Wendy. Do you mind if I call you Elena?”
I managed to shake my head.
“Fantastic. Welcome to the Palace Press. I suppose everyone has said the same thing, but I guess it doesn’t get tiring to hear how much everyone is looking forward to working with you.”
She prattled on for a few moments about looking up my portfolio and how impressed she was with my work.
All the while, my brain kept turning over, trying to keep up with her. After a minute, she took a deep breath and stared at me expectedly. It was then that it registered she had asked me a question.
“I’m sorry,
