As Heather settles into a table to work at the only decent coffee shop in Magic City? Miranda reconsiders leaving.

“Fuck it.”

Miranda strides to Heather. She plops in a chair next to her.

“Heather?”

Heather sighs.

“Here to beg?”

“Why didn’t you ever get out of Magic City?”

“My mom made a big old mess of her life.”

“So?”

“Was I just supposed to leave her to flail?”

“Here’s the deal, Heather… Magic City drives me crazy. It’s like I gave up when I returned. And yes, my marriage blew to shit.”

“I knew you two wouldn’t stick.”

“Oh, no?”

“You like the ladies too.”

“That’s why you think I want to work for you?”

“My girlfriend threw a temper tanturm when she heard about your interview from someone else. She thought I was hiding you.”

“She sounds terrible.”

“Here’s my advice. Get the hell out unless you want to stay for the long haul. It doesn’t matter that you’re incredibly accomplished everywhere else in the world. It didn’t happen here. That’s enough for many folks around here to use that as an excuse to shut you out and mistreat you. So, yeah. Welcome to Magic City. More like Fools Gold City.”

“Oh, honey. That’s true everywhere. It’s just more obvious here cuz it’s smaller. I ran into that in Seattle.”

“I’m still not hiring you.”

“We’ll see.”

Miranda gets up and leaves.

As always: Have a glamorous day for fun!!

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