“Today’s Monday. Brodie needs at least three days to conclude the Stevens project, but I’d say by Thursday afternoon, we could sit down and set the preliminary wheels in motion, don’t you Brodie?”
“Yes, sir. That’s an excellent suggestion, Ches.”
“Super!” Mr. Tillerman squashed my fingers again, slapping me heartily on the back.
“Wonderful!” Mrs. Tillerman’s eyes glittered excitedly. Her cheeks flushed a delicate pink as I kissed her hand.
“I look forward to working with you and meeting your daughter. I’m sure she must be delightful, that is, if she’s anything like her mother.”
“Oh, Mr. Brodie, how you do go on.” She giggled like a school girl.
Oh, Mr. Brodie, how you do turn on the charm.
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