Sister's Choice
“Most of the members were closer to his father’s age than his. When his colleagues were in each other’s company, many of them felt it was their sacred duty to flaunt whatever wealth they had achieved. Out on a job site, they weren’t so bad. He would run into them from time to time, dressed informally, caps set firmly on graying heads, clipboards and portfolios in one hand while they tapped out the next cigarette with their other. Too busy to prove anything, they were good for a chat or a laugh o...r a beer. But more than beer flowed at these gatherings, and as Cash pulled to a stop at the lodge, he warned Jamie.
“There’s a couple of guys who’ll try to hit on you. You’ll be the prettiest thing they’ve seen in years, and they’ll have had too much to drink. A friend calls this the annual Home Wreckers’ dinner dance.”
“Any lecher in particular?”
“Yeah, Orel Jensen, the guy who owns O’Jensen Homes, Inc.MoreLess
“There’s a couple of guys who’ll try to hit on you. You’ll be the prettiest thing they’ve seen in years, and they’ll have had too much to drink. A friend calls this the annual Home Wreckers’ dinner dance.”
“Any lecher in particular?”
“Yeah, Orel Jensen, the guy who owns O’Jensen Homes, Inc.MoreLess
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