imagine what kind of place we would be going to. I hadn’t been on a trip
in so long, and I’d never been anywhere so cool.
I felt a sudden flash of
excitement, and before I knew it, I was jumping off the couch to hug Kiki.
“This is amazing!” I cried. I saw Jen look at me in surprise. Hugging Kiki and
jumping around in excitement weren’t really my style. But I didn’t care. We
were going to Vegas!
“Seriously!” Ginny cried, jumping
up too. Danny, seeing her reaction, started clapping. Ginny also wrapped her
arms around Kiki, who seemed overjoyed at our response.
“Oh my God, we’re going to Vegas,
baby!” I shouted.
I looked over and saw that even
calm, collected Matt was looking excited. He gave his brother Eric a high five
and hugged Jen.
“Josh, why the hell aren’t you
excited?” Ginny asked accusingly. I looked over and saw that Josh was sitting on
the couch, a rather disappointed look on his face.
“I won’t be able to go,” he said
softly. “Sorry, Kiki,” he added, looking up at her. “But there’s just no way
I’ll be able to get a Saturday off.”
Ginny groaned. Josh had recently
started a new job at a local magazine. It was the kind of work he’d wanted to
do his entire life, literally his dream job. But he had just started a few
months ago and was working his way up from the bottom. His current assignment
was to cover weekend events all over the metro area. Saturdays were always his
busy day.
“I just haven’t been there long
enough to get the time off,” he said. “I’m really sorry.”
Ginny looked like she was going to
cry. “That’s okay,” she said. “I’m sure there will be other trips. You guys
will just have to tell me all about it.”
“Are you crazy?” Josh asked,
staring at her. “Why on earth shouldn’t you go with them?”
“I can’t just leave you here to
work while I go on vacation!” she said.
“Oh, yes you can, and you will. No
way are you missing out on something this cool just because of me.”
“Josh...” she started.
“Seriously, Gin,” he said firmly.
“You’re going. I’ll stay home with my little Danny bud here and we’ll have a
man’s weekend. We’ll smoke cigars and watch racy movies and walk around in our
underwear. It will be a blast.”
I felt a rush of affection for
Ginny’s husband. They may have gotten off to a rocky start, but I loved him for
wanting this for her, for trying to convince her it was nothing rather than act
like some kind of martyr.
I looked at Ginny and realized it
wouldn’t take too much to convince her. She clearly wanted to go, bad.
“Gin,” I told her. “I’m gonna need
a roommate. Please come with us and bunk with me so I don’t end up having to
sleep in a rollaway bed in Jen and Matt’s room. Please.”
She laughed, then turned to her
husband. “Josh, are you sure you
don’t care?”
“Absolutely,” he said. “And who
knows, maybe you’ll strike it big at blackjack and we’ll be rolling in the
dough by the time you come home.”
“So when is this?” Matt asked.
“That’s the best part. It’s next
weekend! We’re leaving Thursday—we don’t even have to wait that long.”
She took a deep breath. “And I think I would seriously die if we had to wait.
Not being able to tell Jen all day has been killing me.”
I was so excited, I managed to not
even roll my eyes at that.
My phone rang, distracting me from
the excited plans everyone had started to make. I looked at the screen and
didn’t recognize the number. “Probably a bill collector,” I muttered, but was
still too excited to care. I headed to the hallway for a little more quiet
before answering.
“Hello?” I asked.
“Miss Duncan?” said an unfamiliar
male voice. Definitely a bill collector.
“Yes?”
“This is Jackson Coles, from the
JCollins Theater team.” I managed to stifle my gasp. This was the man I had
read for the night before.
“We were very impressed with your
audition last night,”