Cold Feet

VIOLA

I can’t believe my luck. I had thought I wasn’t going to hear from Clark soon, if ever again but he calls me a few days after I spoke with him the first time. He sounds unbelievably cheerful.

“Viola,” he finishes my name in a sing song tone. “I have something I think you’re going to love.”

I get excited just by the tone in his voice. “What is it?” I ask excitedly.

“Well, there is a wedding planner who asked me to find her an assistant before we spoke. I gave her a call and told her about you. She recalls you well and is eager to give you a chance to get back in the game.”

“Okay. So I would be her assistant?”

“Actually no. I spoke to her about you for that job but it turns out she’s got a whole new idea that she wants to launch and she wants to ask you if you’d be interested to head up this project.”

“What is the project?”

“She didn’t say but she wants to discuss it with you directly. She says she thinks you’ll love it. It needs entrepreneurialism, creativity, a self starter, and she thinks you have all those qualities. She also said the pay is good.”

“Okay, I’m interested,” I say. “I know Lara. She’s a nice person and I think we could work well together.”

“Great!” Clark says. “So shall I get her to call you?”

“That would be good but I work shifts. It would be better if you give me her number or you give her mine. Then we can message and arrange a time to talk. I don’t want to miss her call. It will be really unprofessional and this sounds like a good opportunity.”

“Okay,” Clark says happily. “I’ll arrange everything.”

“Thanks Clark.”

I can’t stop jumping and screaming for joy. There is a God! I can’t believe my luck. It’s sounds like it’s

the shower, and there’s a bounce in my step that I haven’t had in a long time. I feel like I’m on top of the world and there is nothing that can ruin my

from Clark but it doesn’t come. These things take time, I tell myself although

up hope on getting a message. It’s late and there’s no chance that I’m going to get a

breakfast when my phone rings. It’s from an unknown number and normally I don’t answer calls from unknown numbers but

I say immediately after I press the

refrain from letting out

morning Viola.

struggle to close my mouth so I can speak properly

talk before Lara gets down to business.

what I have

good fit in respect

new niche service. It’s for people who

“Elope?” I ask confused.

“Yes,” Lara says.

I say hesitantly. “I thought people who elope just get on a plane

there is an opportunity for people who choose to elope to do it properly. I mean instead of stealing away like thieves in the night, they can do it nicely even if it is at the last minute. We can offer limo rental, jets, hotel bookings, rings, dresses, everything they want

Lara explaining and I begin to picture what the service would look like. The more I listen and the more I think, the more I believe it can work.

assistant position if you want. It’s yours but I think this opportunity is more challenging. It’s

into the phone. “I am really grateful that you thought of me for this role. I would be honored to take

her happiness in her voice. “Don’t you want to know how much it

It could pay almost nothing and