"Do I look official enough for a board meeting?"
Gianna asked Ethan and the people surrounding the dining table, all of them treating themselves to a hearty breakfast, when she finally came down from her room.
She had changed one outfit after the other, skirts abandoned, blouses rejected, jackets discarded, until she was tired of the anxiety that kept spurring her to be perfect, to present the image of a capable woman to people who had once worked with her father.
Very conscious of the time slipping by, she had finally settled on a navy blue suit. One could never go wrong with that color in a business meeting.
"You look panache, Aunt Gianna," Nathaniel said, giving her a dramatic thumbs-up that made her lips twitch.
Kathleen supported her brother with two of her own thumbs, nodding vigorously. "Are you going for a board meeting?" the little girl went ahead to ask.
