Then cried.
Then laughed again because she was crying.
Another review came back to me.
***He made me feel beautiful again.***
It had never meant Marco was telling women they were attractive.
He was teaching them to stop looking at themselves as though they were the problem.
Diane hugged him.
Marco stepped back almost immediately and handed her the folder.
“Go get the job.”
She wiped her eyes.
“I’ll try.”
“No.”
He opened the door.
“Go scared.”
Diane blinked.
“What?”
“You don’t have to stop being afraid before you walk into the building.”
She nodded.
Then she left.
The door closed.
Marco and I were alone.
For several seconds, neither of us spoke.
I looked around his office again.
“When,” I demanded, “were you planning to tell your wife the truth?”
Marco looked down.
“Gigi…”
“What is this place?”
He leaned against his desk.
“A return-to-work studio.”
“For women?”
“Mostly.”
“Why?”
He started answering, but I raised my hand.
“No. First tell me why every woman online talks about you like you’re some secret.”
The color drained from his face again.
“Gigi.”
“One said her husband doesn’t know she comes here, Marco.”
“Her husband thinks she’s too old to work.”
