“Home safe.”
Chapter 44
“I wouldn’t get it, anyway,” Cherry said. “Meg Jones doesn’t know my name.”
Tom frowned. “Meg Jones knows your name.”
They were on the way home from work. Tom had moved into Cherry’s apartment, so it made sense for them to ride together. Their offices were only a few blocks apart.
Cherry always drove. She kept her car cleaner, and it got around better in the snow. It was snowing that evening. The windshield wipers were on high.
Cherry shook her head. “The last time I presented at a meeting with Meg Jones, the only feedback she gave Doug was—‘What was that girl wearing?’”
“Whatwereyou wearing?”
“My snail vest.” A wool sweater vest with a snail knit over the chest. The snail was wearing glasses and reading a book.
Tom smiled. “Cute.”
“With a blazer,” Cherry said.
“Keeping it profesh.”
“I don’t know why it matters what I wear!” she said.
“It doesn’t matter—hey, give that guy some space.”
“What guy?”
Tom motioned at the car ahead of them.
“I’m giving him space.”
“I know,” Tom said. “Just...”
“I’m not going to apply,” she said. “I’ll never get it.”
“You may as well apply—you’re already running the department.”
Cherry grimaced. “That’s not fair to Doug...”
“Doug would be the first person to say so.”
“Yeah, but—”
The car ahead of her slammed on the brakes, so Cherry slammed on the brakes. Tom put his hand on the dashboard. Her car slid a few feet.
Cherry waited for traffic to start moving again. It was snowing so hard. “I don’t even know if Iwantto work for the railroad,” she said.
“You already work for the railroad.”
“I don’t know if I want tostay.”
“You don’t have to stay.”
“It’s notart. I’m notmakinganything.”
“Hey.” Tom was giving her a concerned look. “That’s not true.”
