freedom to find someone like Adalynn.
Chapter 5
Adalynn
“God, I wish eight would just hurry up and get here.
We’ve been here all day and I’m tired of saying things that are
just going over the heads of ninety-eight percent of the people
listening.”
Adalynn forced a smile for Jim. He was one of Pierre’s
good friends. Younger than he had been, but a good decade
older than her, Jim had been in the business for a long time.
He was a successful wildlife photographer and had traveled
extensively. His work had been featured in all the major
magazines and he had a massive social media following.
They were sitting behind the scenes in the expansive
lunchroom reserved solely for exhibitors and speakers. There
were a ton of them, but most didn’t choose to make use of the
room, and seeing as it was four in the afternoon, an off time
for lunch or dinner, the white room with the shiny white
flooring and the glaring fluorescent lighting was nearly
deserted.
“Did you ever stop to think it might be due to the fact that
the stuff you’re saying is so technical that no one can
understand it?”
Jim sniffed. “If they’re not here to be serious, why are they
here?”
Adalynn’s lips twitched, betraying her amusement. She
dunked a piece of celery in the dip of the veggie tray she’d
purchased and brought back to the break room. She didn’t
have another workshop for over an hour, and when Jim found
her wandering the booths restlessly and aimlessly, he