assistant,” Lauren said, not looking at all impressed with the compliment.
“Thank you for clarifying that for me. How about you’re the best assistant ever?”
Jerrica sipped her much needed coffee.
“Now, that sounds a little better. You couldn’t run this office without me,” Lauren said and smiled.
“You’re right, almighty one,” Jerrica said grinning. “But I would like to think I have something to do with running this department.”
“Ok, I’ll let you think that,” Lauren shot back, with intended sarcasm.
Jerrica tossed a paperclip in Lauren’s general direction, making Lauren look playfully shocked. Jerrica’s relationship with Lauren went beyond just boss and assistant. They had become friends along the way. Lauren had helped her get through some major troubles in her life. Lauren was the lighthouse in the dark, always showing her the way to safety. Jerrica was happy their paths had crossed.
She knew Lauren didn’t have to work, her husband, Brandon, a big-shot lawyer, could certainly support her. A trust fund and a small house on Cape Cod that her grandparents had left her didn’t hurt either. But Lauren liked to feel useful, so she’d kept her job after marrying.. Lauren and Brandon never had any children of their own, so they had somewhat unofficially adopted her as one of their own though Lauren was only ten years older than Jerrica.
“So, what are you doing this weekend?” Lauren asked.
“I hadn’t thought about it. Why do you ask?”
“Well, I’m visiting South Chatham to finish opening up the cottage for the season. I thought if you didn’t have anything planned, you would want to take a drive down and spend some time near the beach.”
Jerrica loved South Chatham. Cape Cod was beautiful once you veered off the main highway and driving through the small towns was so relaxing. She couldn’t get enough of the long beaches and gorgeous sunsets. She had even spent a short time living at the cottage in South Chatham a few years ago.
“I’m guessing that if you’re asking me, Brandon will not be joining you?”
“No, he has a big case he needs to work on,” she said rolling her eyes. “As usual.”
“Well, then count me in.”
“I would like to enjoy the house and beach before the tourist’s arrival. I think we all need a break and I hear the weather is going to warm inland, so it should be mild at the coast. Also, remember, the house does have heat if it gets cold,” said Lauren. “We could use some time together.”
Jerrica could hear the soft pleading in Lauren’s statement. “When do we get started?”
After pondering the question, Lauren responded. “I would like to be on the road right after work on Friday. We can leave here and be at the cottage by seven or eight at the latest. I can pack food for us for the whole weekend.”
“I’m fine with that if you let me pay for steaks or lobster for Saturday’s supper. We’ll make a big dinner to celebrate the start of another great season at the cottage,” Jerrica returned watching Lauren stand.
“You have a deal,” Lauren said, as she left the office.
Now she had plans for the weekend. ’It was funny how life worked out. Sometimes. She had come in today not wanting to be there and now she had a weekend adventure ahead. Just the thought of going to Lauren’s cottage made Jerrica’s day brighter.
The intercom beeped, catching her attention.
“Ms. Kerrison, Mr. Bisset is on line one for you,” echoed Jaime’s voice from the intercom.
“Thanks, Jaime, I’ll take it from here,” Jerrica replied as she picked up the receiver.
“Hello, John. What can I do for you now?” Jerrica said in her friendliest voice.
As he rambled on, she really wasn’t listening to him and barely noticed he had stopped talking. “Oh, I’m sorry John. Could you please repeat that last part?”
She heard him sigh aloud, then slowly repeat his information. She paid attention to his plans for the big meeting. This