“It went amazing and …” I singsong, trying to build up the excitement.
“And what?” she whispers a little louder.
“I met a guy. I’ll tell you all about it when you get off.”
“Squee! I can’t wait to hear. Okay, bye.”
She hangs up, and I put my phone back in my purse, feeling good about being in Nashville for once.
Silas
I couldn’t help but watch her walk out that door. Something about that girl caught me, and I’m not sure if I’ve been let go even though she’s gone and I’m still staring at the door.
I look back at my phone to try to find out where she put her number. She didn’t text herself or call, so I know she doesn’t have my number. She didn’t put it underKaraorParsons, so I start going line by line through all of my Contacts and laugh out loud when I see she added her name in my phone asPut My Nickname Here.
Myles joins me at the table where Kara was just sitting. “Did you scare her off already?”
“No, she had to go, but I got her number.”
“Good shit. Now, come join the rest of us to drown our sorrows.”
Memories of what brought us here tonight flood my mind again, hitting me like a ton of bricks. I drop my head to my chest, take a deep breath, and stand up, heading over to be with my boys again.
4
Kara
Once I arriveat the Parker home, I exit my car and walk up to their front door.
Heather, the mom of the children I nanny for, opens the door before I get there. Steve, the dad, is away for a business trip, and she wanted to get this stuff done while he was gone.
“Right on time. I just got them in bed. Come on in. I want to hear all about how it went,” she says in a low tone so as not to wake up the girls.
Being a nanny for them has been my only saving grace since I moved here. I realized real quick that I couldn’t just walk into a bar and they’d let me perform, so getting to spend my days with Katy and Lana have softened that blow for sure.
We walk to the kitchen, where she pours me a glass of wine, hands it to me, and leans back, resting on the opposite end of the counter, taking a sip from her own glass of wine.
“It went really well! They booked me for actual paying gigs.”
Her eyes open wide, and she instantly holds her arms out and gives me a hug. “I knew you’d get your shot. I’m so proud of you.”
My eyes well with tears that I blink away. Heather’s love and support has been amazing for keeping me focused on my dreams and not giving up.
“So …” I drawl out, hiding my grin over my wineglass.
She pauses, giving me a suspicious look. “So … what?”
“I met a guy.”
She places her glass down and sets her hands on the counter in front of her in excitement. “Do tell.”
“He’s a firefighter. His name is Silas.”
“And …”
“And he’s super cute, kind of edgy, but in a good way with a faux-hawk and a nose ring.”
“So, you gave him your number?”
