Party Girl by Hollis Rachel

Author:Hollis, Rachel [Hollis, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lake Union Publishing
Published: 2014-12-09T08:00:00+00:00

Later that night after a beautiful and extremely emotional ceremony, the first dance during which Kira and Jake giggled like grade-schoolers, and the near-inappropriate speech that Jake’s little brother made after one too many of the specialty martinis, I am able to sneak back to the kitchen and swipe some food from the caterer. Dinner has long since passed, and all the kitchen has to offer is a hodgepodge of random appetizers and unclaimed vegetarian meals. Everything is cold and rubbery, but I haven’t eaten all day so I dig in like it is my last meal. It is here where Selah finds me, crouched over a busser’s tray, smearing butter onto my second sourdough roll.

“I’m leaving now.” She holds out a white envelope like the object is personally offending her. “Kira asked me to give you this.”

I lick a dab of butter off my finger. There are no napkins, so it’s either that or wipe it on my dress, and I reach out to take it from her. She watches me intently while I open it, which makes me more than a little nervous. I don’t know what I am expecting, but it’s certainly not five crisp hundred-dollar bills.

“I don’t understand.” I look to Selah for an answer.

“It’s a tip,” she says, annoyed.

“But that’s a ton of money! I didn’t even really—”

“She likes you,” Selah says imperiously. “Brides are emotional, and actress brides are the absolute worst. For whatever reason, you were able to calm her down. I suppose this is her way of thanking you. You should feel honored; assistants don’t usually get tipped.”

“Oh my Lord.” I stare down at the money in my hand. Five hundred dollars cash is huge! Maybe not for someone like Selah, whose shoes probably cost twice that much, but for someone like me it’s a cushion, a safety net. For me, this five hundred dollars is time, a little more time to keep living in LA, more time to keep reaching for my dream.

“Thank you so much for letting me work on this with you. I learned so much today,” I tell her sincerely, because I really have learned more in one single day of working a wedding for SSE than I have in years of assisting random planners back home. Even though none of the knowledge has come from her, I am still grateful.

Selah turns to leave, not deigning to reply, but then she calls out as she walks out the door. “You did well today, Brinkley.”

She says it sort of begrudgingly, but she said it! It is the first time—for all I know, the only time ever . . . But Selah Smith has just given me a compliment.

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