2 Pane of Death
“At first I couldn’t figure out why she had wormed her way into my head. I hadn’t heard from her since her soggy meltdown the other night, although that didn’t surprise me. But in all honesty, I had never done more than walk by her shop and peer in her window. Maybe I should take a look at what she was turning out. After all, if she had been a total hack, would Peter have allowed her anywhere near his art? And maybe she knew something about Peter’s collection that I didn’t.
Not that Maddy had the smarts to grasp the intricacies of a computer program like the one Cam had described—but then, neither did I. No, Em, be fair. You’re buying into the whole dumb blonde act. From what little I had seen, Maddy relied on her looks and her physical charms to get ahead, rather than on her putative creative talents. But who was I to judge? She and I were peers of a sort: We both managed artisanal shops in the same neighborhood, and I knew exactly what that required. So if she had survived this far, ...she must have some ability—or a benefactor with deep pockets.MoreLess
Not that Maddy had the smarts to grasp the intricacies of a computer program like the one Cam had described—but then, neither did I. No, Em, be fair. You’re buying into the whole dumb blonde act. From what little I had seen, Maddy relied on her looks and her physical charms to get ahead, rather than on her putative creative talents. But who was I to judge? She and I were peers of a sort: We both managed artisanal shops in the same neighborhood, and I knew exactly what that required. So if she had survived this far, ...she must have some ability—or a benefactor with deep pockets.MoreLess
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