I had some dirt on a few people, some casual acquaintances, and
some fairly close friends. I need to tread lightly though, but my desire to be
in print takes over my otherwise good sense and my loyalty to those who shared
their innermost secrets. My other challenge is to present a story about someone
who people want to read about.
I stare helplessly at the list of possible headliners and
reach for my glass. I think back to my days clerking in a high powered law firm
in D.C. Damn lawyers, I sure don’t want to be sued for divulging privileged information.
Just as I’m about to put the pen down and pick the T.V. remote up I remember a
particular day when I’m in one of the partner’s offices when a wild eyed, wild
weaved woman interrupts our meeting. Keep in mind that the names are changed to
protect the guilty. The woman screams at the top of her lungs totally ignoring
my presence, “K.C., Gray stuck me with a $15,000.00 bill at the Four Seasons.
That bastard kept saying he was going to take care of the bill and left me
holding the tab.” I sidled out of the office and shut the door behind me. I
recognized this woman from somewhere, but where?
To Be Continued...
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