Mishka was confused as she drove home. How can Bruce’s cousin handle his entire show in his absence?
“Wouldn’t it be better to just cancel or postpone when an emergency crops up?” I would much rather do the work myself to make sure that everything is perfect,” she told herself as she drove along on her own.
“Maybe Lyle is just as much of an expert in fashion?” she asked herself. “Well, hopefully there’s nothing actually seriously wrong with the company’s interests in the city. Hopefully nothing is wrong with Bruce himself. Would Lyle tell the truth if there was though?” Mishka wondered in concern.
“The show and the visit was fun though. Lyle is a lot of fun,” she told herself as consolation.
“But when am I gonna find Bruce in? Today was supposed to be my surprise for him to show him that I wasn’t joking when I promised to pop in,” she sighed in disappointment.
“Well, there’s always next time,” she consoled herself after a while.