Chapter 35

• TOMÁS
• Was Jolene Kirkland this narcissistic and annoying the first time I met her? If so, I didn’t remember it. She showed up two hours late to the pre-wedding brunch, and from the moment she sat down, she was loud and dismissive of everyone at the table. “Thomas!” she said between deep swallows of the mimosa Jared had made for her. “I saw your article in The Architectural Digest. That little firm you started after quitting your job at Edgewater Associates has worked out for you, huh? Looks like all of that idealism you’ve been married to since college is beginning to pay off.”
• I clenched my teeth at the purposeful mispronunciation of my name and said, “Yes, it is,” because that was the only thing I could say in response to that thinly veiled insult. “I wasn’t aware that you knew anything about my firm or me for that matter.”