Emma awaited her audience with Diana Ross. She had received the assignment through her publisher Nettle, Lawrie and Heath.
“Miss Baird?” she was beckoned.
Diana smiled, fluffed her hair –and then pinned it on. Sparkles, sequins and spangles seemed to float about her like the puffs of a good cigar. Even from four feet away Emma could smell cognac from a china cup. She nodded to Emma to proceed.
“Miss Rrrross,” Emma started, “ Mae I sae how great it tis to meet yae.”
“GAD!” Diana spouted, “Righty Oh! ‘tis glad I am to meet Yae, as well.”
“Miss Baird?” she was beckoned.
Diana smiled, fluffed her hair –and then pinned it on. Sparkles, sequins and spangles seemed to float about her like the puffs of a good cigar. Even from four feet away Emma could smell cognac from a china cup. She nodded to Emma to proceed.
“Miss Rrrross,” Emma started, “ Mae I sae how great it tis to meet yae.”
“GAD!” Diana spouted, “Righty Oh! ‘tis glad I am to meet Yae, as well.”
