They Went for Miles...

“I’m sorry, what was…” he paused, taking in her cloche hat, Marcel waves, blood red lipstick, pearls, and full-length white linen coat, wondering how far those gams went. Extending her hand, her head tipped demurely. “Hattie.” Interview over. The job was hers. Want Live By Surprise in your inbox?  ClickContinue Reading