Enter Laughing: a Bio-Novel by Carl Reiner

Author:Carl Reiner [Author's Name]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781614671183
Publisher: Phoenix Books, Inc.
Published: 2008-10-14T22:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

WANDA FUTERMAN STOOD at the entrance to Stewart's Cafeteria looking extremely attractive, completely out of place and highly nervous. There was no doubt that she had taken more than the usual pains to make herself desirable and she had succeeded admirably. Her nervousness was obviously due to the fact that the skintight, white sheath dress with the slit on the side might attract somebody other than me. At eleven-thirty in the evening, Sixty-first Street was not the most relaxing place for a seventeen-year-old, high-breasted girl from a good home to stand waiting for someone. She turned and saw me. Her whole face opened into a smile. I had become her knight on a charger who had arrived in time to save her from the ogling eyes of the sweaty man at the newspaper stand. Her smile continued to broaden and her eyes danced more and more as I came closer. I knew that she would throw her hands about me and offer me her cheek to kiss and I would have to oblige her.

"Oh, Dave, it's so good to see you—you look so handsome!"

I kissed her on the cheek and took a sampling of the perfume that she was wearing on her neck and hair. It was a new smell. Wanda did not smell like Wanda. She smelled more like Laura and I was sorry she did. It would make what I had to do more difficult.

"I'm sorry that we had to meet so late, but I really wanted to talk to you." I steered her to the revolving doors of the cafeteria and added, "You look pretty pretty yourself, if you want to know."

Not only did she smell different but there was something different about the way she carried herself. I examined her as she walked in front of me through the revolving doors. It seemed that her hair was blonder, softer and longer, that her waist was narrower and that her bosom was rounder, fuller and more impertinent. She was more Laura than Wanda. I looked at her legs, and they, too, had grown more mature and exciting. Maybe it was the new high-heeled sandals that did it for her legs, but it was something Wanda was thinking and feeling that had transformed the whole of Wanda Futerman into the delectable thing that sat herself down at the cafeteria table across from me.

"Oh, David, I can't tell you how I feel about your becoming an actor. It's all so very exciting. You must be so nervous about tomorrow night—I know I am. I haven't thought of anything else since you called to tell me the news." Wanda's voice sounded different, too. It was deeper than usual and it had a faint pitiful quaver that I had never noticed before. Did she know, I thought, why I had brought her here? Women are supposed to have this kind of crazy instinct that warns them about situations like this. She might know exactly what was on my mind. Maybe I wouldn't have to tell her in so many words that she and I were finished.

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