It
was a beautiful morning, six am, here on the water. I was still doing
good and the doctor still said I could surf so long as I was careful
and didn't over do it. I still practiced all my basics so I didn't
get lazy. I figured after the baby was born I could go back to
competing, then maybe go pro. That would help support the baby and I
could still get my own place.
As
I sat on my board, floating, moving hypnotically up and down, as the
waves moved by me, I reflected a little. I chose not to tell Bret
because of that episode in Vegas. I just assumed we were over, though
I never gave Bret a chance to explain. Maybe in the future. I didn't
want him to stay with me if he really didn't love me any more. And I
didn't want to trap him with the baby now that his career
was taking off. He didn't need that kind of media attention. I
sighed. Maybe everything will just work out.
I
was done for the day as it had started to get crowded. As I waded out
of the water onto the sand, that chick from the other day came up to
me.
"Karen,"
She called out.
"Hi,"
I said tentitavely.
"I'm
Kathleen. We met last week."
"Oh
ya, how are you?" I replied politely.
"Good.
I am glad I ran into you again. I wanted to talk to you about
something."
I
frowned as I really didn't know her too well and couldn't possibly
know what she would want with me. We got to our cars before she spoke
again.
"Karen,
I work for Surfboarder magazine and we wanted to offer you a job. We
want you to do some modeling and some ad work for us. Promoting and
advertising," Kat said, smiling, holding out her business card.
I
was a bit stunned to say the least. And speechless. How cool was
this? Everyone wished for sponsorship or of getting an ad deal.
"Uuumm....why me? I enetered my first event and got blown out of
the water," I said.
"Well,
the little bit you did do was impressive. First time out and by your
second run you were in second. And we are confident you will bounce
back and we wanted to be the first to sign you....with us," she
replied confidently.
Oh....God...I
didn't know what to say.....all these feelings and thoughts started
through my head. I wanted this so bad, but I wasn't about to lie to
this lady. Better to put the truth out there now. My eyes sparkled
with unshed tears of disappointment, thinking she would not want
me.....
"Miss
Kathleen," I started.
"Just
Kat," she interjected.
"Kat,
I'm pregnant. I want you to know. I didn't want to misrepresent myself. I didn't want to work for you and then all of a sudden become
a hippo. But if it would still work out and you still want me, I
guess I could do it till I started to show. Or maybe there would be a
place for me at the magazine," I finished with a big sigh and a
tear falling down my face.
Kat,
showing how generous she was, said, "K, you have my card. Call
me and we will set up an appointment. Come to my office and we will
see what we can do." She patted my shoulder and said,
"Congratulations on the baby."
"Thankyou,"
I said with a smile. I watched as she drove off. She seemed to be ok
with my condition, and it gave me hope that if I could work for them
I could get my own place...sooner. I put my stuff in my truck and
drove home.
Andrea
and the girls were on the road, rolling along, on the bus. The people
of our crew loved all the gossip magazines and rock and roll
magazines. They were strewn all over the busses. I had a stack of
them in front of me. There were pictures of us with guys and pics of
Crue with girls. Looking at all the pictures, reading about all the
hell raising Motley Crue was doing, kinda made me mad, raising my
jealousy. I know
in my head it's all part of fame and fortune, as we were experiencing
the same thing (accounting our pictures with other famous guys from
other bands we met along the way). Parties, famous people, picture
taking. But my heart was sore. I
wanted to be the one with Nikki in all the photos...to be the one
hanging on his arm. I missed him so much. We had talked only once in
the last two weeks, and we really didn't talk about much of anything.
It's hard to let things out over the phone. We mostly talked about
our successes and how much we missed each other. We did have plans to
get together at our next gig. We were going to be in Cleveland at the
same time. I closed my eyes, thinking of Nikki. And I must have
fallen asleep, cause the next thing I know, Holly is waking me up.
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