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Story: The Strategist

“Good, because I’d delete the entire app.”

“You can’t do that!”

“I certainly can. You’re doing this through Whiz Kidz, which ismybusiness, remember?”

“ButIcreated it.”

“Yes, you did. Creating a cool app and ensuring it works properly demands responsibility, Kaylee. Didn’t you listen to the instructor about personal and social responsibilities?”

“I did, and don’t worry,” she said. “Besides, I don’t care what two adults talk about. Probably boringshit.”

“Language.”

“Stop! You sound like Viv! She doesn’t like it when I swear. You cusssometimes when you’re talking to your team.”

Shaking my head, I said, “I’m an adult,so I can do whatever I want.”

“Soresponsible.”

I smiled at her annoyed emphasis. “How did you know Tulip and Bullseye would get along?”

“I didn’t. But Viv is single, and so are you. You saidyou like this dentist, so I assumed you have a thing for dentists. My sister is smart and beautiful. So . . . do you like her?”

Kid, I’m obsessed with her.

But I wasn’t going to share that. Who knew how she would twist it?

“I do.”

“Then ask her out! Duh! She needs a break. All she does is work and look for Aimee. I don’t even know if she’s still alive.” She sighed. “But I don’t have the heart to share that with Viv.”

I could imagine the pressure and fear around Vivian.

“I didn’t know the two of you would connect on Heartstrings. The details on your profile probably connected to something on hers. I created both of your profiles and added things I knew about you. Did you change anything?”

I’d included fishing in my details, and she also enjoyed fishing. Maybe that was what linked us together.

I didn’t want to keep her on the phone any longer. It was getting late. “Next time, I want you to tell me what you’re planning, okay?”

“Okay. Can you keep this between us?” she asked.

“Why?”

“Viv would be angry with me for manipulating stuff.”

“All right. You owe me one.”

“Okay,” she said. “But I deserve a reward too.”

“For what?”

“For connecting you to the woman of your dreams!”

She laughed. “Good night!”

She hung up, leaving me shaking my head at the truth in her statement.

My phone buzzed, and three reminders popped onto my screen: wine campaign, WaterFyre Rising, and Ormon’s reopening.