Fake It For Money by Weston Parker

Author:Weston Parker [Parker, Weston]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2021-11-23T16:00:00+00:00

22

Isabelle

If I could escape my glass enclosure, I would. I understood what wild animals in the zoo felt like. I could see freedom. I just couldn’t get there. The solarium was beautiful, and the view was amazing, but I just wanted out. I did feel like I was on a movie set made to look like the North Pole. It was all so pretty and festive. The fake snow, the decorated trees, and even the fireplace. I wished my parents could see this place. They would absolutely love it.

I couldn’t explain why I felt so trapped. I wanted out. Going home was all I wanted to do. I should be grateful to be experiencing this. My normal life would never allow me to be on top of one of the tallest buildings in the city inside a solarium made to look like the North Pole. People I would never meet in my normal life were all around me. I was surrounded by wealth and opulence. I was drinking fine champagne and munching on appetizers from some five-star restaurant. This was the life people dreamed of and I was longing to go back home to my tiny little studio in my parents’ backyard.

“There you are!” Nicholas said. “I’ve been looking for you.”

“It’s hard to hide in a glass enclosure,” I joked.

“I think another fifty people showed up all at once,” he said. “It’s so stuffy in here. I feel like I’m in an aquarium.”

“I was just thinking the same thing,” I told him.

“Let’s step outside and get some fresh air,” he suggested.

“Can we?” I asked.

“It’s not actually an aquarium,” he said. “There’s a terrace. Come on. We’ll grab some of these fancy foods.”

“I’ll grab the champagne,” I said.

I followed him through the party and out the doors. The moment I stepped outside, I felt like I could finally breathe. There was a light snow falling. I didn’t care that it was cold. It felt good.

“Let’s sit,” he said and gestured toward the bench. There was a patio heater on one side, which Nicholas insisted I sit on.

“Wow,” I said. “Never in a million years would I have imagined I would be sitting on top of a high rise in Chicago. The city looks so quiet.”

“We’re pretty high up,” he said. “I’m guessing it’s just as loud. Look at the flashing red and blue lights. That says noisy.”

“But from up here, it’s peaceful. The snow falling makes it seem so clean and pure.”

“How are you?” he asked.

“What? Fine.”

“No, how are you really?” he asked. “You seem down.”

I smiled and shook my head. “No. I think I’m just feeling a little homesick. I’m not a partier. I know what I signed up for. I don’t think I realized how taxing it would be.”

“It’s the flying,” he said. “If you were in Aspen or if we stayed in New York, it wouldn’t be so hard.”

“True,” I agreed. “I know I have no right to complain. I’m being spoiled beyond my wildest dreams. It’s just kind of a lot.

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