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until her teeth chattered. If she wasn’t awake now, she never would be.
    She opened the door and squinted once more down the hall. Beads of water ran down her cheeks and dripped from her chin. Drat . Still there .
    “How about some coffee, dear?” her mother chirped. “Or do you still drink that dreadful tea?”
    Bunny swiped the moisture from her face with her bare hands, resigned to her fate. She padded down the hall, sinking her feet into the safe security of her bunny slippers before following her mother into the kitchen. “Tea,” she answered meekly as she watched her mother fill the kettle and set it on the stove. “Did you tell Daddy you were leaving?”
    Alexandra jutted out her chin. “I left a note.”
    “How did you get here?” Disbelief fluttered through Bunny’s stomach, a thread of hope still remaining that she’d wake up any minute.
    “I drove all night.”
    “In the Caddy?”
    Her mother nodded then waggled a finger at Bunny. “I can’t believe you haven’t changed the locks since we gave you the apartment. There’s no telling what kind of lunatic might have a copy of that key, dear.”
    No kidding . “Aren’t you tired?”
    “Convenience store coffee and gummy bears.” Her mother gave a quick shake of her expertly highlighted curls. “Amazingly energizing combination.”
    “You don’t say,” Bunny grunted as she reached for her English breakfast tea. If nothing else, once her mother’s sugar levels crashed, she’d be asleep for hours, if not days. At least that was something to look forward to.
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    Two hours later, her mother was sound asleep in the second bedroom and Bunny was busy trying to squeeze her feet into a pair of chunky pumps. She gazed longingly at her bunny slippers, sitting deserted beneath her hand-painted desk.
    “Sorry babies,” she whispered. “I’m afraid my days of working in bunny slippers are gone.”
    Purse over shoulder, box of tricks tucked securely beneath her arm, and chin held high, she headed into the hall to press the elevator button. Her confidence turned to panic with one quick glance at her watch. Seven forty-five. How in the heck had that happened? She’d never make it on time.
    One of the reasons she’d gone after the job at McNulty was the proximity of the office to her apartment—make that condo—though making the trek in fifteen minutes was pushing it.
    The crisp autumn air greeted her with a chill as she stepped onto the sidewalk. She pulled the throat of her suit jacket tight around her neck, drew in a deep breath and coughed. City air. She smiled. Nothing quite like it.
    When she went to sleep last night, her biggest concern had been her first day of work. Now, a fifty-five-year-old woman determined to find herself had taken over her apartment. Great. She shrugged. Why should life be boring? Wasn’t she the first to encourage people to embrace chaos?
    Bunny checked her watch again. Ten minutes. She broke into a jog, elbowing her way through the crush of morning pedestrians. She pushed through the revolving doors and dashed into the reception area of McNulty Events at seven fifty-nine precisely.
    A slim, thirty-something man stood waiting, glaring at her as she entered the space. He held his arms crossed and his lips pursed. “Miss Love, I presume?”
    Bunny nodded.
    He pointed to a huge wall clock and clucked his tongue. “You’re late. Let’s not make it a habit.”
    “But I-” Bunny glanced at the clock and blinked. Five after eight. How could that be? “I don’t understand.”
    “What? The concept of time?”
    Hot embarrassment fired in her cheeks. She shook her head. “No,” she stated emphatically. “I assure you I understand the concept of time, but my watch must be slightly behind your clock.” She tipped her chin. “It won’t happen again.”
    He arched one pale brow. “Very well. You’ve got a full schedule today. Mr. McNulty asked that I show you to your office.”
    Bunny supported her box on one hip and