Janice was usually very precise about her appearance, but right now her yellow T-shirt was stained with something that was either ketchup from today’s fries or tomato sauce from last night’s pizza. She looked utterly exhausted, with dark circles under her eyes and a haggard hollowness in her cheeks. Too bad she was pretty helpless in nearly every other aspect of her life.
A highly sought-after graphic designer, Janice had no head for business, but wow, was the girl creative…and not just with her hair. Janice, her partner and more-than-slightly ditzy younger sister, thrust her hand into her spiked blond hair, sending it into even more crazy directions than it had been before.
Otherwise they were both going to lose their minds…not to mention their fledgling graphic design business. Penny Rausch heard the panic in her partner’s voice and struggled to keep her own alarm under control.
OH, MY GOD, I CAN’T DO THIS, it’s hopeless! We’re not going to be able to pull it off.
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