Page 22 of Meant to Be

“Don’t apologize tome,honey,” Daisy said. “This just happens sometimes.”

Yes,I thought.And sometimes your mother ends up in the ER with a broken collarbone. That happens sometimes, too.


A few hourslater, Daisy called me back.

“Cate?” she said. “Are you sitting down?”

“Yes,” I said, thinking that she didn’t have to coddle me. She had no idea what a thick skin I had. “What did they say? I bombed it, right?”

“No,” she said with a giddy laugh. “You got it!”

“What?” I said, confused.

“You got the job. They picked you!” Daisy said.

“There’s no way,” I said, thinking that it had to be some kind of joke. “I—I practically broke down in tears—”

“I know you did,” Daisy said. “They said they could tell you were upset about something, but that they loved your vulnerability…. They said you were raw and real and perfect for this campaign.”

“Theydid?” I said, in a complete state of disbelief.

“Yes. They did…. Congratulations, Catherine Cooper. You’re the face of the next Calvin Klein campaign.”