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Hey, there.   It’s me, the girl you probably hate—you know, the tall skinny blonde at the gym, the one who disses you at the water fountain?  I’m here to tell you everything you suspect about me is true:

Yes, I have an easy job making ridiculous money.

Yes, I turned the extra bedroom in my fab Atlanta condo into a closet for my designer wardrobe.

Yes, I have a personal assistant.

And yes, as a matter of fact, my gorgeous boyfriend is a doctor.

My life is beyond amazing and more than I could’ve dreamed of when I was growing up.  My mother might say I’ve “gotten above my raisin’.”  I guess that’s why I’ve become such a diva…and why a part of me has always been waiting for the other shoe to drop.

As much as you dislike women like me (rightfully so because admittedly, even I kind of hate me), you’ll be happy to know when the shoe finally dropped—Christian Louboutin, of course—it landed with a giant, life-changing crash.

I'm Della, by the way.  Della Culpepper.  And trust me—you won't want to miss my freefall into reality.

The TEMP GIRL daily
 serial will run July 1 - December 31.  The daily episode will be available only for 24 hours (approximately 4am-4am Eastern), so set a reminder on your phone, computer, or fridge to get your free TEMP GIRL fix every day!

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August 19, Saturday

WHEN I FINALLY DRAGGED myself out of bed and walked into the kitchen, the empty cheesecake container sat there, like a reminder of a sordid affair.  Disgusted, I stuffed it deep into the garbage can.

I closed my eyes and groaned, feeling heavy with guilt for eating too much last night, and for dissing Casey at the restaurant.

And for thinking way too much about Charlie Graham.

The man was like a burr in my brain, and I couldn’t fathom why.  He wasn’t my type, we had nothing in common, and… he wasn’t my type.

My phone vibrated with a text.  It was from Joon-woo.

I have your paycheck, can drop it by in 30 min

I cheered.  A paycheck to deposit, and a paystub to re-apply for credit to pay off my couch over time.

Yes, I’ll be here

The day was looking up.  I tossed back a Beltina tablet, then stepped into the shower for a quick rinse.  I dressed in my Cleaning Lady garb and mentally checked off the things I needed to do today, including mail the clothes and shoes from yesterday’s eBay auctions.

The doorbell rang.  I looked out my peephole to see Joon-woo wave.  When I opened the door, she stood there in her drab dress and bucket of cleaning supplies.

“I have a job here today,” she said by way of explanation.

“Come in.”

She stepped inside and set down her bucket.  From a pocket in her dress, she withdrew an envelope.  “Your first Anita Temp Agency paycheck.”

“Thank you.  Direct deposit just isn’t the same as holding a check with your name on it.”

“I agree.” Then she picked up her bucket.  “I’d better get to work.  Hey, how did the eBay auctions go yesterday?”

“Great.  Thanks so much for your help.”

“You’re welcome.”

Just as I reached for the doorknob, the doorbell rang.

I frowned.  “Who could that be?”  I looked out the peephole to see Anthony standing there.  “Oh, it’s my personal assistant.  I believe you met him once.”

She arched an eyebrow.  “You still have an assistant?  What does he assist?”

I smirked.  “He doesn’t know about my job situation—it’s complicated.”  I opened the door.  “Hi, Anthony.  You remember my housekeeper, Joon-woo.  She was just leaving.”

“You!” Anthony said, pointing to Joon-woo.  “You’re a thief!”

She looked at me, eyes wide.

I was equally puzzled.  “Anthony, what are you talking about?”

He held up his phone.  “I have proof that this woman stole some of the clothes and shoes that I catalogued for you for insurance purposes, then she had the audacity to take pictures of herself wearing the clothes and sell them on eBay as—”  He checked the screen.  “—TomatoGirl29!”

I looked at Joon-woo and she looked at me.  I weighed the cost of telling Anthony the truth about my situation against my friendship with Joon-woo, and I knew what I had to do.

I turned to Joon-woo.  “I can’t believe you betrayed my trust like that.  If you don’t leave right now, I’m going to call the police!”

She glared at me, then opened the door and left.

I looked at Anthony and shook my head.  “You can’t trust anyone.”

“Don’t I know it.”  He released a theatrical sigh.  “You can be honest with me, Della.”  He gestured to my smock and bandana, looking almost teary-eyed.  “She’s the one who got you hooked on heroin, isn’t she?”  ~

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