The truth hurts sometimes.
After the very silent and speedy car ride to the concert, JZ carried the still handcuffed Elle backstage.
Tuesday. Elle arrived to work wet, yet again. In a lavender blouse with short sleeves and denim short shorts, she went to Buzzy’s workroom to find New Guy.
“Morning Buzzy,” she said calmly.
“Morning,” he replied without looking at her.
“I don’t think I’ll need you too much today, so when I need you I’ll find you, ok?”
“Morning New Guy.”
“Come with me for a moment.”