Page 99 of My Secret Snowflake
I’m going to be the General Counsel?
I want to call Iris, but until her name is cleared, it’s not a position I can necessarily accept.
I call her anyway, but she doesn’t pick up.
Iris:In meeting with lawyer. Lawyer just called Bob, and Bob and Xavier are coming over. It looks good. Don’t worry. Will call you when it’s done.
I wish Bob had invited me to the meeting. But it’s probably for the best. My loyalty is to Iris.
My dad calls and says he’s in the neighborhood and asks if I want to meet for lunch outside. Perfect timing. Work can wait until I hear from Iris.
Thecaféisasmall brick-walled establishment with black-and-white photos of Paris on the walls. A narrow passage between a dark wooden counter lining one wall and tables for two on the other side leads up to the counter in the back. We both order black coffees with milk and sugar and some French bread sandwiches.
We sit near the front window, even though there’s a slight chill from the door.
Dad looks good. A lot better than Bob right now. And Bob is ten years younger. Not the best omen for taking over his job.
Dad even has a little bit of a tan from all those long walks with Pepper. Or it could be the cold.
“Thanks for taking the time to meet me,” he says. Formally. He sips his coffee.
“Dad, you don’t need to thank me. I’m happy to see you. What are you doing in the neighborhood?”
“Your mom wanted to see the latest exhibit at the Whitney, but she ran into a friend, so I excused myself so they could talk freely,” my dad says with a smile.
I snort.
“She’s thrilled that you’re dating Iris. You haven’t seen her lurking outside your apartment, have you?”
I stare at my dad. “Isshe lurking outside my apartment?” It’s not outside the realm of possibility.
“Not yet, but she will be if you guys don’t show up soon to say hello as an official couple. She’s worried that you’re fake dating, like at Baby Love, so she’ll stop setting you up.”
“Iris and I are definitely dating,” I say.
“That’s good.” My dad nods. “Also, I have a friend, a CEO, who is looking to hire. I have the highest respect for her. I was very impressed—”
Not again.
“Bob told me today that he’s planning to resign and that he’ll recommend me for the General Counsel position.” I need to nip this new appeal by Dad in the bud now.
“You’re going to be the Dream GC?” he asks.
“Yes,” I say. “Providing the CEO approves. So, can you give up on my going into finance?
“This was a GC position,” my dad says.
My mouth opens.
“It was?”
He nods, a slight smile peeking out.
I grin. “You’re serious?”
“Although there is also a finance position open too, so, you know, I was going to offer that too. But if you’re the GC of Dream Studios at your age, you’re obviously a success and doing what’s right for you.”
I stare at him.He’s finally accepted my career.
