Iris
As I take a seat all the way at the other end of the long glass conference table, I can’t help but feel a little awkward. The distance between us feels like miles. Does Veronica really need to seat us so far apart?
But I keep my expression serene and don’t mention it, refusing to show discomfort. Veronica likely doesn’t mean anything by it, anyway, and even if she does, I don’t want to cause a scene over seating arrangements.
“Thank you for meeting with me today,” I begin with a smile. “I’ve been thinking about ways to expand my arts education initiative, and I think partnering with the Ordan Public School Fund would be the perfect next step.”
Veronica tilts her head slightly so that a delicate strand of hair falls perfectly against her slender cheek. “I’m intrigued. W
