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doubt
in her mind that she had everything and was a natural-born leader like her
mother. Or maybe it was something she picked up from him? He definitely knew
how to balance work and family. Sabrina often wondered just how the hell he
managed to do it all and make it look so easy.
    Moving around his desk, he said, “You’re
right; I have no reason to doubt you, and I won’t.” He waited a beat and asked,
“So, what approach are you going with this time?”
    Sabrina stood up and said, “I am not
telling you just yet—you are just going to have to wait until the final product
is sitting on your desk. And trust me; it is going to be hot!”
    “Of course. Fabulous wouldn’t be
a magazine without it.”
    She let out a soft laugh. “Well, I
better get started if I want to meet that dead line. I have a lot of phone
calls to make.”
    Sure, she had a big mess on her hands to
clean up but she was for sure that there was no one else with more dedication
than she had to be able to fix and make it look good. She could do it without
bitching and moaning about this and that and pointing the blame finger
everywhere but at herself.
     “Well, don’t let me get in your way,”
Sean said, opening his office door and stepping to the side.
     
    Before she knew it a full two weeks had
flown by in the blink of an eye. And what a hell of a week it had been.
    From dealing with a plethora of non-stop
phone calls to this person and that person, scheduling interviews, pulling off
the impossible. All in all it was going to be well worth it when she saw the
look on Camille’s face when she heard about the newly redesigned issue that she
had no hand in and she couldn’t take the credit for it like she always did.
    “What do you mean you re-did the entire
issue?” asked Camille once the news first broke that Sabrina had sent the
original issue into oblivion and didn’t tell her, the editor-in-chief, anything
until the issue had already been sent to the printer.
    “Don’t act like you didn’t see this
coming, Camille,” said Sabrina calmly sitting at her desk while Camille stood
in front of her desk looking fierce and stunned. “That issue was a disaster so
I took the liberty of stepping up and doing what you couldn’t.”
    “Excuse you? Who do you think you are?”
    Sabrina stood up and said, “What is your
problem?”
    “My problem is you. How could you go
behind my back and change the issue at the last minute and not consult with me
about it?”
    “I did what I had to do to save this
magazine; and besides, I did not go behind your back—I left a dozen messages on
your desk telling you what I was doing after I got approval from Sean and the
entire creative department.”
    Camille rolled her eyes. “You’re a real
bitch, Sabrina. You’re going to regret crossing me.”
    “If you’re done, you can get out of my
office.”
    “Gladly,” said Camille, stepping away.
“But this isn’t over by a long shot.” She walked out and slammed the door.
    Sabrina sat behind her desk and laughed
just to get the hatred she was feeling for Camille off her chest. She never
knew it was possible to loathe someone so much.
    She figured Camille would get over the
whole ordeal but once the final issue hit magazine stands worldwide, that’s
when all hell broke loose; she came in ranting and screaming about how she
didn’t appreciate how Sean just let her do whatever she wanted.
    “This is what my hard work got replaced
with?” exclaimed Camille, holding Sabrina’s handiwork as if it was hazardous
material, in Sean’s office. “Are you kidding me?”
    “What is the big deal?” said Sean
coolly. “You should be glad Sabrina was able to pull your weight and hers to
make this issue happen. I saw the sample layout that you were going to send out
and if Sabrina hadn’t come in here and shown it to me and stopped it from
happening, there’s no telling how many readers we would have lost, not to
mention the money.”
    “Why couldn’t I have