Georgia

Georgia and her husband Bryce go back with me a good while. When Bryce had his restaurant I was doing some consulting work for them, and then COVID came along and did what it did. The restaurant is gone — or mostly gone, now reinvented as an event space, which is how they ended up hosting the Christmas party. Georgia's been running an interior design shop, which is where they're putting their energy now, and they're still clients.

She was Homecoming Queen at Louisiana Tech in 1996. She carries herself like she knows that, but in a way that somehow doesn't bother you.

When she heard about Amber, her reaction was something in the range of grossed out. She didn't make a scene about it, and she didn't hold it against me — Georgia is too practical for that — but she wasn't exactly rushing to get acquainted. Eventually the two of them were around each other enough through the business that she came around. Once you spend real time with Amber, it's hard not to.

She runs in Sasha's orbit, which tells you she understands the social geography of this city well enough to know whose bad side is worth avoiding. But she's never confused being polite to Sasha with actually taking her seriously, which is a distinction a lot of people in that circle can't seem to manage.

Georgia knows who she is. That's rarer than it should be.

Episodes