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voice. Even more concerning might be the fact that you commented on the patterned scarf.”
    Nash looks down at it lifting the ends, “Besides, it is a silk scarf by Jose Hernando if I was to guess.” “Really, you are giving me hell and you know the damn designer? Which brother should be worried about which?” Jeff asks.
    “FYI, Bro” Nash responds with a sarcastic voice, using his breadstick as a pointer,” I tend to know which designers utilize strong but sensual feeling products. You might be surprised to know that a great many ladies these days really enjoy their hands being restrained in some manner. You might up your game some and make my sister in law a happier woman”.
    “Ok boys. Enough. If I didn’t know any better, it sounds like this is the beginning of a cat-fight. It really does concern me though. You two know way too much about women’s clothing.”
    Giving a wicked little grin, Nash commented, “It helps to know the terminology and designers these days. Especially if you don’t have an untold number of zeros in your bank account.”
    Raising my hand, I suggested, “You two need to get into the gym and pound out some of that brotherly love. Better yet, Jeff book us all three some time for the ring. I’ll take the last man standing.” Just as I end their bickering, I glance up to see that raven haired beauty re-enter. I couldn’t pull my eyes from her as she crossed the room to the table where Nash retrieved the bag. She looked underneath the table, turning she spoke with a server. Finally, she ended up at the counter. Nash must have seen her also, he began to stand but I shook my head, no. Shrugging he sits back down. Keeping the bag out of sight. Who in their right mind, is carless or forgetful enough to leave their bag behind? Typical airheaded female, I have no doubt but she didn’t sound like one during that brief exchange of words earlier. With the designer clothing she is dressed in, (Who says I don’t know women’s designers?) I have no doubt that her focus when she was leaving was on anything except her bag. This type of error in both personal and business life can be very serious, possibly deadly, especially with some of the people I deal with. Just a prime example of what I see on a daily basis, carelessness. No wonder most people don’t succeed in business.
    With that snug fitting clothing, I don’t know what women call it, but apparently Jeff or Nash might know, I have no doubt that business is not her focus. I would like to know what her focus is. If it is business then I have no doubt I could change it.
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    My head hurts! What in the world is that sound and where is it coming from? Whatever it is, it’s very annoying. With each sound it feels like an ice pick stabbing away at my head. There it is again but it is a little louder. I think it is a beep I just am not sure. It doesn’t really matter were the sound is coming from, I just want it to stop.
    “Mom, what are you doing here?” Why doesn’t she answer me? My eyes are heavy as I struggle to open them just as I realize my phone is going off. Looking at it I see I have seven messages, most of them reminding me to be at Billy’s tonight.  The last one says,
    Charli, I need u 2 b at Billy’s 2nite. Am making my mov. Need ur support!!!!!!!!
    I respond with a smile.
    U’ve got this. …  u …  n … a… few.  
    I love texting. Looking at my other text, I see Joan has also let me know someone has dropped my bag off at the office. Thank goodness.
    Laying on my bed for a few, I’m trying to decide if I really want to go tonight. My headache is gone and maybe Billy’s is what I need. Week nights at Billy’s calls for nothing special-jeans, shirt and heels. Which is a really good after the full on business attire from today. Even though, I enjoy wearing a pencil skirt, silk blouse and pumps, casual sounds really good at this very minute. I drag myself off of the bed and to my closet.
    As I enter, I hear