“You’ve been having me answer the phone and been busy for two weeks.” Tracy said over the toddlers. “Ugh, Natasha go potty, quick.”
“I’ve been busy for two weeks.”
“You love answering the phone.” Damnit. She knew my habits.
“I’ve had work to do.”
“Especially when Grange has called.”
“Good job Jayden,” I said to a student proudly holding macaroni art. I looked to my assistant. “That’s besides the point.”
“What’d she do?” Tracy asked. Damn. You don’t realize how well people know you until they call you out. My assistant took two fingers and made a kind of hooking motion, almost like she was pulling back the waistband of a pair of invisible pants. “Did she…um…pull a Zoge?”