What You See by Cherise Sinclair EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Cherise Sinclair
- Language: English
- Genre: Romantic Suspense
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It is not your outward appearance that you should beautify, but your
soul, adorning it with good works. ~ Clement of Alexandria
“I’ll speak to the stylist about her schedule and see if she can fit in more
time for you,” Frankie Bocelli told the woman in the doorway, who was
afraid the newer and younger models were getting more attention from the
stylist than she was.
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Che cavolo. What the heck? How petty. Typing a reminder to follow
through, Frankie put a stranglehold on her mouth. She must be polished and
gracious. Always. No matter what.
Besides, fighting amongst the models was to be expected. To them, hair
and makeup stylists were as important as her organizational software was to
her. So, don’t be judgy.
“Thanks, Francesca.”
Francesca. Ugh. “You’re very welcome.” Watching the model strut out
of the office, Frankie rubbed her face. Why in the world was she so grumpy
these days? It seemed as if everything irritated her recently—although her
annoyance with her given name was long-standing.
Fran-chess-kah. Could anything sound fussier? And it had so many
letters. In preschool, she’d still been printing her endless name as the shortnamed classmates like Eve and Ann headed out to play.
In elementary school, hadn’t she just adored being called Frankenstein
or Frankfurter? Not. But it was worse when her breasts appeared, and the
boys took to calling her Chesty. Really, her breasts were awesome—thank
you, Italian genes—but at the time, well…
Things changed when she started college. Her new friends decided her
stuffy name didn’t suit her, and her roommate, Kirsten—Kit—dubbed her
Frankie. When everyone started calling her Frankie, her world expanded.
Names were important, a kind of acknowledgment. “I see you.” Being
called the wrong name constantly felt like a slow erosion of her identity.
But after graduation, she’d fulfilled her parents’ expectations and
returned to work in the family business. Mama insisted her daughter
mustn’t be called something as masculine-sounding as Frankie. No matter
what Frankie wanted, she’d be known by the name on her birth certificate.
Lucky me. Needing a moment, Frankie walked over to water the plants
that lined her window. The African violets were blooming in bright
lavenders and pinks as if to urge her to cheer up. Beside them were two
plants her bestie had given her—a so-called “money” plant and one to clean
the air. Kit was all about useful plants.
From outside came the low hum of traffic, punctuated by honks and
beeps. New York cabbies loved their horns.
She braced her hands on the sill. Through the drizzling rain on the glass,
her tenth-floor office window gave a dreary view of skyscrapers. Spring
was late arriving in New York.
The gray, smoggy sky suited her mood.
However, moods could be improved by food—and she had something
to eat. She’d bribed one of the gofers to get her a Shake Shack burger.
Back at her desk, Frankie opened the sack and grabbed a crinkle-cut fry.
Yum.
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