7
Lark
The fundraising banquet was the biggest event we’d put together on the campaign thus far. It was a test of how smoothly our team could work as a unit. And how much money we could bring in from huge donors in one evening.
I had every intention of breaking every record we’d set for ourselves.
I’d spent all morning helping the advance team prep for the event. Finally, Demi had sent me to eat something and get ready. Apparently, I was a tad bit…intense today.
No surprise there.
Not after what had happened the night before.
Or what I knew I would have to deal with today.
I even dug through the boxes of clothes and shoes that my mother had left for me. I picked out a stylish little black dress, fitted jacket, and muted black snakeskin pumps. A part of me had wanted to rebel agains
