Handling Business

Driving off to my place I’m running everything through my mind, from the minute i laid eyes on her to the moment she when into her office building.Pulling around parking on the side like usual then going in finding Ami at her post

“Jeez mister what time do you call this?”

“The time I plan to start work today, any problems with that?” Going past her and up to the studio when my eyes land on the photo layout from last night. Her smiling face staring up at me gives me flashbacks to her smiling face looking up at me from the mattress. Just as I’m about to swipe it off the layout board Ami comes in “Debart on line one Graeme!"

"Okay Ami, do me a favor and have this layout sent to this address today!”

“You got it Graeme, with the traditional prepaid return envelope?”

Nodding my head as I pick up the receiver “Hullo! Bill how are you?”

Wisened Woman! All the memories came rushing back to me. The posing, the light all the praise from Both Ami and Graeme. Undoing the string on back, laying out the photos, Jane peering at the pictures “My god those really good!”

A note is attached to one photo. ‘Need your okay to send this to the printers-Graeme!’

“Oh my god Heather you’re going to be in a published Photo layout!” moving around to get a better look at the pictures. “Damn you should see if you could use this headshot as your profile pic on Linkedin!”

“Don’t you have a phone to attend?”

“Okay I get the hint!,” moving towards the door, opening it. “But really consider getting the right to use that picture!” Going out leaving Heather alone with her thoughts.Reminiscing as she views each picture. The final page ia a release form that needs signing and to be returned along with the photos. Signing it carefully placing everything into the prepaid envelope planning to drop it into the UPS drop box.

Turning my attention to work related correspondence I past the rest of the day. A little after four, Jane is on the intercom, “Mr. Howards on line one Heather!” Acknowledging her i pick up the receiver “Jason to what do I owe the pleasure?”

“It’s no pleasure Heather, in fact I wish Phillip had the balls to do this himself!” Pausing before continuing “Can we meet at you place to discuss what I have to tell you?