Eye of the Beholder || Will & Manna
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“I’m so sorry!” Manna came running into the photography area of Harbour Pointe Talent, heart pounding and heels in her hand. She skidded across the floor with a squeal, then caught herself on the nearest table next to the photographer. “Oh, darn hose! I’m so sorry! The bus was late!”
Manna smoothed down her bob, then rubbed her cherry red lips together before she looked at the photographer with what she hoped was a beaming smile. Her past headshots, her agent had informed her, made her look a bit old and dour, and given that Manna did look a bit younger than her full age, there was still time for her to receive roles as the cute aunt rather than the forgotten mother.
Or something like that. She wasn’t sure. Either way, an appointment had been scheduled, and she was exactly three minutes late. If she was turned out on the spot by this man, she knew she would deserve it.
“I’m Manna. I know there’s no excuse for lateness, and I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me!”















