Showstopper by Lisa Fiedler

Author:Lisa Fiedler
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sleeping Bear Press

“Not bad,” said Papa. “Short and sweet. Simple and to the point.”

“I would have gone with some clip art,” said Susan. “A little cartoon lawn mower in the corner would have been cool, or maybe a Weedwacker. Even a rake. Something to spice it up a bit.”

“It’s fine,” I said. “It gets the message across.”

As I examined Matt’s message, it occurred to me that there was nothing stopping us from taking this ad idea to the next level by creating a whole advertising section in our program!

Numbers began to appear in my head. Prices for full- and half-page ads, rates for black-and-white or color. Selling ad space could bring in a fair amount of profit with a relatively small amount of work. It was just a matter of approaching potential sponsors and convincing them to promote their businesses in our program. How hard could that be? Even with her added responsibilities as Zeus, I was sure Susan could handle the sales component.

But who would we sell ad space to? Other than Matt and myself, I didn’t know any other kids who were currently operating their own businesses (unless you wanted to count little Hannah Petrova, who sporadically ran a lemonade stand down the street, setting up shop on really hot days, but only if her mother happened to have extra plastic cups in the pantry).

So perhaps I would have to revise my “kids only” thinking to allow for grown-up sponsors. Like Mrs. Taylor, who lived three streets over and marketed herself as an interior design consultant (I knew this because she’d helped Becky’s mom redecorate their dining room last winter). Maybe the coffee shop would buy a quarter-page ad. The ice cream parlor, the pizza place . . . They’d been nice enough to let us put posters in their windows; maybe they’d go the extra mile and advertise with us, too.

And then a thought came to me. Mr. Krause, who owned the gas station and mini-mart! As it happened, we shared a mutual business connection. My heart raced because I knew that selling a full-pager to Krause’s would accomplish two very significant things:

1) Ka-ching! Ka-ching! And . . .

2) I’d get to talk to Matt again, sooner than later.

This second point made me suddenly realize that Susan’s theory about my liking Austin was completely off the mark.

I did like someone.

But it wasn’t Austin.

It was Matt.

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