Harrison Towers, Memoirs of a Mogul (Glass Towers Trilogy) by Adler, Holt Read Free Book Online

Montreal and all…so what brings you to New York?”
     
    “Well, I am actually attending NYU to work on my masters in education. I will graduate in late spring.”
     
    “Really. What a coincidence, I am going to graduate school myself, in Pennsylvania though.”
     
    A smile comes over her face. She has to have the most angelic smile I have come across in a long time.
     
    “So you will be attending business school?”
     
    “Yes, actually I’m at Wharton Business School.”
     
    “So what brings you to the city then?”
     
    “I am working on a few projects here. Believe it or not, I’m jumping into the real estate market here.”
     
    She looks surprised. “Oh wow, I would never have figured you for a real estate guy. What is the project?”
     
    “It’s kind of a long story. The short version…a few of us have formed an investment group. Our objective is to buy and sell properties making our money back with a profit.”
     
    “Sounds interesting. You weren’t kidding that you are going to pave your own way. I’m impressed.” She hesitates, then pretty much blurts out, “I heard the wedding plans are on hold.”
     
    I clear my throat. I don’t want to discuss Marion right now, especially not with her best friend. I am shocked that she knows the plans are on hold. I told Marion to keep up appearances. I would have thought she’d kept tight lipped to save from embarrassing herself.
     
    “Well, I want to get through graduate school and see where these investments take me first. The wedding planning can wait…though the date has not been changed.”
     
    “Hmm. Not spoken like a man who wants to go to the altar at all.”
     
    She is fidgeting with her sleeve, which I find to be kind of cute. I hadn’t ever noticed how attractive she is before. I find myself taken a little off guard that she would be so blunt though.
     
    “We just need to take this next step carefully is all. When is the last time you spoke to Marion? I thought you two are close?”
     
    “We are close, but with my having been here for the last year and half, we don’t talk much. I heard about the wedding actually from one of our sorority sisters, not from Mare. We aren’t as close as you might think anyway.”
     
    Oh, that is a surprise. I am interested in just how this information is floating around out there. I glance at my watch and notice I need to get across town in less than twenty minutes. “Listen, I have to run across town, but it was nice running into you.”
     
    “Oh…it was nice seeing you too…take care…maybe I’ll see you in September after all?”
     
    “September?” I’m confused.
     
    She laughs and it sounds like tinkling glass. “Wow, I’m referring to your wedding in September.”
     
    I groan, “Right. I’m sorry my mind is already on my meeting. Hey, perhaps you would like to meet up while I’m still here?”
     
    Her laughing face falls. “I don’t know, I have a tough schedule.”
     
    Damn. I was hoping to probe her for info. “Okay, never mind then, I understand a tough schedule, maybe some other time.”
     
    “Well, wait…maybe we could grab a quick coffee and walk over to Central Park?”
     
    “I can do that, why don’t we meet tomorrow around eleven?”
     
    “Okay how about we meet at the Coffee d’Art, it’s near the park at 85th.”
     
    As the cab I haled stops, I nod and start to hop in, “Yes, see you then. Oh, and you might not want to mention this to Marion should you speak with her. She may not view it as innocently catching up with a college pal.”
     
    There’s her tinkling laugh again, “I doubt I will be speaking with her but I couldn’t agree more. See you tomorrow.”
     
    She turns and continues walking to who knows where. For some reason, I really want to talk to her more. If I didn’t have to get across town to a meeting, I would have taken her to dinner. I never looked at her twice back in college but then Marion demanded all my time anyway. When