Fate Has a Way of Testing Us in More Ways than One
By M. West
I’ll tell you now what: now you’d better buy a plane ticket before it costs you over a grand, that’s what. There were only a couple of weeks to go before Pitch Fest!
Things fell into place in uncanny ways: I got a great deal on plane tickets (even though it would mean that I’d have to sleep in the airport a couple of times), the hotel was sold out of rooms at the discounted price that AuthorHouse had been guaranteed, instead they had a room for $6 cheaper (hey, a discount is a discount, right?).
Unfortunately, the vision of money falling out of the sky never did come to fruition. Verbal promises fizzled; ideas pooped out. One by one all of my schemes bombed. It was still going to be alright, I told myself. I had time to shuffle my feet. I was on a non-negotiable payment plan after all. It was all going to work out. I was even able to get babysitters for my wild children thanks to my good-hearted neighbor. It was all going to work out.
This was fate after all.
Then came the test. Oh, you thought pregnancy and the kidney stone and the high price and the pinched time-fame were the tests?
No, the test was when Dominic called me two days before Pitch Fest. He was getting nervous because my payment had not come in yet. Well, sure it hadn’t. I had time–a couple of months to get it in to him, right?
The full payment needed to be in before I showed up in L.A. on Friday. And my plane was leaving Thursday night. It was one of those “little details” that slipped right out of my mind as I lay in my hospital bed.
Stupid kidney stone…
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