27 Bronson

“So, this is San Francisco?” My gaze leaves the screen of my phone and latches onto Nicole. Her eyes are locked on the iconic scenery as we pass the Golden Gate Bridge. I’ve been here often, but somehow, looking at the city through her eyes, her excitement, is making the drive much more exciting.

“This is it. It’s one of the most successful cities in our country.” She looks over towards me and I take her in fully. She’s wearing one of the outfits we went out and shopped for. Her dark jeans and white silk blouse make her look years older, and the black blazer she is wearing compliments them both well.

“And where exactly is the business you hope to grasp in your hands?”