Hell on Heels by Anne Jolin

Author:Anne Jolin [Jolin, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01DBAV3T2
Published: 2016-04-25T23:00:00+00:00

“This isn’t going to work.” I looked up at Tom, whose frustration equally, if not more so, matched mine.

He nodded. “I could have made the changes last week if they’d asked, but now we aren’t far enough out to get the new materials in time, let alone have it put together.”

We were in his office, looking at the new stage layout for the Weizmann fundraiser. The CEO had decided he wanted a circular stage as opposed to that of the original rectangular one we’d discussed and had built specifically for the event, in which he wanted to host at his ski lodge.

I had an idea. “What if we—”

My sentence was stopped short when a breathless Kevin appeared in the doorway. “You’re going to want to see this,” he practically shouted into Tom’s office.

I looked from Tom to Kevin and back again, somewhat amused, somewhat concerned. “See what?”

“Come on!” He grabbed my hand, pulling me up from where I’d been sitting on the corner of Tom’s desk and dragging me behind him.

“What has gotten into you?” I scolded his odd behaviour, which for Kevin was saying something.

“Just wait.” He shushed me, actually shushed me. “That man, I just…” Now he was talking to himself and not me; however, I was still no less confused on the urgency in which we moved. It was as if the building were on fire.

Kevin dragged me to his desk and I pulled my hand from his grasp. “Seriously, what the…”

He smiled as familiar music started playing.

“Now I’ve had the time of my life…”

My head swung from Kevin to the singing that had begun in the waiting area.

No.

“And I owe it all to you…”

The cast of last night’s show was in our tiny office and they’d begun to perform, singing and dancing in the middle of chairs and ottomans like there was nothing abnormal about their presence there.

My eyes flew back to Kevin and found he was no longer paying attention to me. He was singing along and smiling like a loon, clearly enjoying the workday’s interruption.

Their voices carried loud in the small space, and I could do nothing but watch in awe and a tiny amount of embarrassment as they performed the final scene to the iconic movie that I, and nearly every woman, loved.

Tina and Tom clapped from their position on the wall, and Emma twirled Kevin around behind me.

My palms were sweaty, but I was smiling so hard it felt like my face was going to split in two.

In time with the music, Johnny backed up, and Baby did too, before she came running from the end of the hall.

My heart swelled.

She jumped.

He caught her.

And they did the lift, right there in the waiting room of Smith & Co Productions on a Wednesday morning.

I felt Kevin’s arm around my shoulders, and Emma’s came around my waist on the opposite side.

My life sometimes scared me, but it was exciting.

I shook my head and gave in, singing along with the rest of the office, and trying, for all that I had learned, to enjoy the moment.

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