She’d just come in from her morning jog when she heard the phone ringing in the house. She made a quick dash for it before the call ended and whoever was on the other side had to call again when she was completely out of reach.

“Hello, good morning. Miller’s residence. This is Kara Miller.”

“Girl, why do you have to answer your home phone as if it was a business phone?”

“Yo Kitty”, she smiled, “you know how uppity my mom is. What’s up girl?”

“Honey you sound breathless. What you up to? Being freaky so early in the AM. Where your mom at?” she teased.

“This body ain’t gonna make itself. Some of us work hard for our body.”

Kitty laughed, “Come on over. I got you a gig with my sister’s events company. They’re planning a wedding anniversary!”

They hung up and Kara went about getting ready for the meeting. Kitty may be down to earth but her sister, Carla McHinson was the poster child for preppy. Thus, the need for Kara to put on a business casual get up. Kara and her childhood friend, Katherine “Kitty” McHinson were your regular jeans and a t-shirt kind of girls, unlike big sis Carla.

Putting on the final touches for her make-up, she heard her mom drive onto the driveway which was her cue to leave. Unable to choose between her nude and black wedged heels, she took one last glance into the mirror and ran downstairs for her mom’s fashion advice before she left.

“Good morning mom!” she greeted with a quick peck.

“Good morning baby, where you headed off to looking all business-like? You didn’t tell me you’d scheduled an interview.”

“Kitty called just when I came in from my jog. She got me a gig working with Carla.”

“Oh, that explains it. You look, great baby. So, what’s with the two shoes?”

“Can’t decide.” She pouted.

Smiling, “Well that’s good because those are horrible choices. Wear the nude pumps I got you last week. They make your legs look great especially with the dress length you’ve got on.” Her mom said.

Kara quickly dashed upstairs and came back with said shoes in her hand. Checking the time, she quickly kissed her mom goodbye and took her car keys from the table and rushed out of the house.

Chuckling, “Look at her speed off like the devil was at her heels.”

At the parking lot of the building complex that housed the offices of Carla’s Events, her phone rang and the caller ID read Kitty Calling. She quickly answered and told Kitty she was close all she needed to do was park. The perfect spot caught her attention and just as she was manoeuvring her black Honda Civic into the spot, a black Mercedes sped right her and claimed her spot. She was furious! She turned off the ignition of her car and jumped out just in time to catch up to the guy who stole her spot.

“Excuse me!” she yelled, “you took my spot so can you kindly back out and find another spot?”

“No”, he said and walked away without a backward glance.

Furious she walked back to her car and parked in the spot she considered the next best thing and gathered her things and walked into the building. Usually, shed opt for the stairs but she was cutting it too close so she took the elevator.

As soon as she got to Carla’s Events floor, she met a very anxious Kitty pacing. She greeted her friend and proceeded to tell her about the jerk she met on her way up as they walked to meet Carla and the client in the conference room to discuss her as yet to be disclosed role in the event.

They pushed open the door and she came face-to-face with the man from the parking lot and a very unhappy Carla.