Resorting To The Truth

“That’s the one.” Charlotte was glad she hadn’t confided in anyone about what actually happened in his office. She had merely told her new friends that Sam had mistaken her for someone he knew back in South Carolina. Someone he didn’t care for.

“What did he want?” Jared took a bite of his sandwich.

“He wanted to apologize again for last night.” That seemed like a credible reason. She congratulated herself for coming up with it so easily.

Before they could ask Charlotte more questions, Katie rang a bell to get everyone’s attention.

“This is your fifteen-minute warning,” she said in her perky voice. “Lunch is almost over and workshops will continue until five o’clock. Please read your provided schedule for times and locations. I’ll be around to answer any questions.” She glanced at the paper she held. “Dinner will be served at six o’clock, followed by some entertainment I’m sure you’ll enjoy. The bar will be open until midnight.” At the crowd’s obvious delight at her last statement, Katie waved and retreated into the lobby.

Fifteen minutes passed quickly as Charlotte, Jared and Veronica discussed which workshops to attend. Charlotte made sure to pick a different one from them. Then they scrambled to finish lunch and get to their chosen workshop. Charlotte went along with the hurrying, thinking she could hide out on the balcony of her room for the afternoon.

That was one place she could definitely avoid running into Sam Briton.

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