2 WEEKS LATER
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Abby sat on the black leather sofa, intently gazing out the window watching a rainstorm pound
down on Chicago.
"Good evening." John announced happily, as walked through the foyer into the living room.
"Hey, what took you so long."
"We had four major traumas and I couldn't leave."
"Fun."
"You look nice." He said, glancing down at her outfit. She had dressed in a black Ralph Lauren
suit that she had treated herself to, when she was shopping at Saks yesterday. "Going somewhere,
special?"
"Actually, yes. Gamma called and wanted us to have dinner with her."
"Oh, and you agreed to go?" He asked, a smile emerging at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm not a cold and heartless bitch. Your grandmother is wonderful. It's your mother I despise."
"What time do we need to head over."
"Well, your late, so as soon as you get dressed."
"Wanna join me for a quick shower."
"I'm already dressed, NO! Now go." She said, laughing.
She got up from the sofa and walked over to the bar, pouring herself a glass of Dewars while
she waited on Carter.
"Abby, when we get back from dinner, there's something I need to talk to you about."
Her heart skipped a beat. What was going on.
"Your gonna tell me that, then make me wait 'till after dinner."
"Yep. Let's go." He said, walking to the closet and fetching their coats.
Dinner was uneventful, thank God. Eleanor Carter had been at a charity event, so it had just
been Abby, Carter, and Gamma.
"What do you have to tell me, now?" Abby questioned as she seated herself in the passenger
seat of John's Mercedes SUV.
"Abby, I got a job offer." He told her, as he pulled out of the driveway.
"Where?"
"New York."
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Abby sat on the black leather sofa, intently gazing out the window watching a rainstorm pound
down on Chicago.
"Good evening." John announced happily, as walked through the foyer into the living room.
"Hey, what took you so long."
"We had four major traumas and I couldn't leave."
"Fun."
"You look nice." He said, glancing down at her outfit. She had dressed in a black Ralph Lauren
suit that she had treated herself to, when she was shopping at Saks yesterday. "Going somewhere,
special?"
"Actually, yes. Gamma called and wanted us to have dinner with her."
"Oh, and you agreed to go?" He asked, a smile emerging at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm not a cold and heartless bitch. Your grandmother is wonderful. It's your mother I despise."
"What time do we need to head over."
"Well, your late, so as soon as you get dressed."
"Wanna join me for a quick shower."
"I'm already dressed, NO! Now go." She said, laughing.
She got up from the sofa and walked over to the bar, pouring herself a glass of Dewars while
she waited on Carter.
"Abby, when we get back from dinner, there's something I need to talk to you about."
Her heart skipped a beat. What was going on.
"Your gonna tell me that, then make me wait 'till after dinner."
"Yep. Let's go." He said, walking to the closet and fetching their coats.
Dinner was uneventful, thank God. Eleanor Carter had been at a charity event, so it had just
been Abby, Carter, and Gamma.
"What do you have to tell me, now?" Abby questioned as she seated herself in the passenger
seat of John's Mercedes SUV.
"Abby, I got a job offer." He told her, as he pulled out of the driveway.
"Where?"
"New York."