I wasn’t sure whether to be impressed or exasperated. “I don’t want to put anyone else in the same spot I’m in by making the museum cancel on them.” Places like the Met and the Whitney regularly hosted charity galas and balls. Finding one at this late date was like trying to find a lake in the desert. Venues of that size and caliber booked out months, if not years, in advance. “The original venue for the Legacy Ball got flooded.” She gave me a quick rundown of what happened, her shoulders growing increasingly tense the longer she spoke. “What’s the work crisis you mentioned earlier?” Vivian finally decided on the strawberry, and I waited until our server left before I spoke again. Now here I was, taking his daughter for pancakes and milkshakes like we were suburban teenagers on a first date.

Yesterday, I’d been in D.C., meeting with Christian and discussing how to take down Francis Lau. I sat back, oddly charmed by the little furrow in her brow as she pored over the menu. I stuck with my trusty black-and-white shake while Vivian wavered between the strawberry and peanut butter and chocolate.

“I’m not surprised, but you could’ve let a girl dream a little longer,” she said with a sigh. “Sorry, sweetheart, but that’s not gonna happen. I would kill for a photo of twelve-year-old you drinking a milkshake and dancing.” “Please tell me you took advantage of the jukebox when you were younger. It’s charming.” Vivian gave me a mischievous smile. The helicopter idea came later, and that only took one call to set up. A date at the diner had been the first thing that popped into my head. I was supposed to play tennis with Dominic today, but when Vivian tried to leave that morning, all I’d wanted was for her to stay. Long-Term Health Insurance: Things to know about

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