assured her, “didn’t you see the way Gina was smiling
when she came to tell us to come to the meeting?”
“I
guess … I did hear a rumor that the client’s company often throws parties or
dinners for the people they work with! Do you think we might get to go to a
party?” She sounded almost painfully hopeful.
“Maybe,”
I said, although I thought it was unlikely. I listened to Helen talk about what
her six year old daughter was doing at school as we went up to the conference
floor in the elevator. We were the first ones out of our team of five to get up
there, but we were shortly joined by Michael, who looked perpetually tired,
Barbara, who looked like she’d spent the entire weekend on a sunbed, and Colin,
who was hastily tucking his shirt (which was always hanging out) back into his
pants. A slightly rag-tag collection, I liked and respected each member of my
team and we worked well together. That was one of the main reasons I had
managed to work for this company for the past seven years without drowning
myself in the water cooler.
We
filed into the conference room, where our boss, Gina, was seated with our
client, Steven Sherman, who greeted us with a warm smile. I mentally thanked
providence that I had worn my best shirt this morning.
“I just
wanted to collect you all together to give you our heartfelt thanks for all the
hard work you’ve put in for us over the last few months,” he said. “We want to
reward your efforts!”
We all
smiled politely and murmured our thanks, and Gina gave us a little thumbs up
away from the client’s peripheral vision.
“This
Saturday our company is holding a private gala at The Four Seasons Hotel,” Mr.
Sherman continued. “We’d like to offer you tickets to the event, and we hope
that you will all be able to make it! Plus-ones allowed!”
I felt
Helen bouncing her legs up and down in excitement next to me as he made the
announcement, and there was a general murmur of excitement in the room.
Everyone on my team loudly expressed their thanks and excitement. Gina’s smile
was so wide it looked as if her face might split in two – as far as I knew, this
had never happened at our firm before, or at least not to our department. Even
I couldn’t help feeling a little bit hopeful. I’d never been to a fancy event
before, and this was a good chance to take my mind off all the drama with
Mathis and simply enjoy myself. God knew I had little enough going on in my
life.
“This
is going to be amazing,” Helen grinned at me as we exited the room a little
while later, everyone excitedly discussing the coming weekend. “I’ll get my
sister to stay with the children and my husband and I can go to this event
together. We haven’t been to a party together since my brother’s wedding, and
that was almost two years ago! What about you? Are you bringing a plus one?”
“No,” I
smiled, bracing myself for the pity that was sure to follow. “I’ll just go
solo.”
“Maybe
you’ll meet some handsome businessman,” Helen teased, and I forced a smile
although this caused a pang as I thought of Mathis. “Do you have a cute dress
to wear? Oh no!” She suddenly looked alarmed. “I hope I can still fit into my
dresses! I haven’t had a chance to wear any of them since before Katie was
born. I’m going to have to find time to go shopping!”
“You’re
already gorgeous, Helen,” I told her as she started squeezing her arms and
belly with an air of consternation. I was glad to share in her excitement.
Although the event would be a nice distraction, I couldn’t muster the same
level of enthusiasm which I might have a few weeks ago.
“Well,
I’ll have to make do,” sighed Helen. “But you should go all out – there’s no
point hiding away that stunning body of yours.”
As
Helen talked on about the upcoming gala, I imagined myself in an elegant,
strapless dress and Mathis in a striking tuxedo. In my mind’s