Making Up

Rainey

I scrubbed at my hands a little longer than necessary, wanting Rachel to feel as uncomfortable as possible. If she were alone, I’d have some choice words for her. But with Dena there, I didn’t want a witness to anything I said while red-hot anger ran through my veins.

I headed over to the forced air dryer and glanced at the mirror to see the woman’s faces pale even more. Neither knew what to say to me. It was painfully obvious I heard what they’d said to each other. I could almost hear Rachel’s mind turning back time to figure out exactly what I heard her say.

“Have a nice night, ladies,” I said on my way out of the room.

I opened the door and let out a breath. At least next year I wouldn’t have to be dealing with her for this event. It would be in her best interest to step down from the position, and I hoped she was smart enough to realize that. I’d hate to embarrass her by having Michael bring up her change in status for his event.

Walking back to the ballroom, I knew I had t