Adjournment (The Fate Series) by Emersyn Vallis

moved in and have been able to avoid that craziness. When Lexi first moved in she didn’t believe me and got a nice show one morning as he came jogging by. She never did that again. He’s now in his seventies and still does it; he tells people clothes constrict him. I could have gone the rest of my life without needing to know that.
    “It’s four thirty, we’re okay; besides I’m ready.” Racing over to the counter I grab my coffee and fruit.
    “I swore to myself a long time ago I would never run into him again, Sidney. Don’t make a liar out of me.” She grabs her stuff and calls for a car. We open the door to look down the hall.
    We have an hour and half until he takes his jog. What is her problem?
    Taking the elevator down we wait for the car by the front door and leave Stanley a “sorry we missed you” note. He doesn’t come in until the actual morning but whoever is supposed to be here isn’t around. It’s still pitch black outside which is why getting a cab is out of the question right now, and the subway is a no go until sun up. Not that we’ve ever had a bad experience but really why risk it? We live in the city and like anywhere else you have your good and bad. Most places we walk to or jump on the subway. But there are certain times in the day you just don’t feel comfortable doing either.
    The car pulls up, and after loading our stuff, we are on our way.
    “Are you upset that it’s our last day?” She reaches over to take my hand.
    She’s such an asshole sometimes. I know where she is going with this.
    “Not at all.” I turn to the window.
    “Aren’t you going to miss your best friend?” She lets go of the laugh she was holding. Taking her hand back she opens the container of fruit.
    “So last night had no effect on you?” I raise an eyebrow at her. She shrugs.
    “He is his wife’s problem now.” An evil smirk plays across her lips.
    What did she do?
    “Are you going to tell Mr. GQ about your red hot date?” She changes the subject before I can ask.
    Oh GQ…
    “I don’t even want to hear what he has to say about my latest battle with dating,” I groan.
    Popping open my container, I start to stress eat.
    I wish this was something unhealthy.
    We pull up to where the movie is being shot and unload all the bags of gifts we got for the costume designers, hairstylists, crew members, and, of course, the director and writing team who “Gave us the opportunity to work on such an amazing team.” That’s what we write on the cards.
    Being that this is the first of a trilogy, we are going to be seeing these people for a while, and Ms. Lexi has it in pretty good with some wineries in the Finger Lakes since her dad does business with them. A few months ago we spent the weekend there touring different wineries and picking out what we thought everyone would enjoy. 
    Maybe that’s why they like working with us so much. I would love working with someone who gave me wine.
    When everything is out we walk through caution tape that has been put up to keep people out, even though it really just draws them closer.
    Just as I expect, our friend Jacob is already here with tears in his eyes. This movie was a big deal for him since it was the first time he has been hired as head costume designer.
    We met Jacob back when we were in school. We had gone out to lunch one day, and there he was, working on a design for class. Lexi and I were nosy so we began to ask him about his work and spent the rest of the afternoon debating what eye shadow would work best with his sketches. That was the day I remember thinking Fate hadn’t forgotten me, it was just working out the details.
    After that we spent all of our free time coming up with makeup designs from his costume designs and vice versa. Now anytime we hear of a new movie in the works we all sit down and sketch out ideas. Our designs haven’t gotten us hired as key makeup artists yet, but we work directly under a great one who is well-known in the