She couldn’t peel her eyes away even if she tried. She reached out and touched the lace embroidery gently. Her fingers slowly traced each line, each sparkling sequin all the way down to the tightly cinched waist line. She took a deep breath and circled the dress, gazing speechlessly at the beaded motif chapel train. This was it. She was really doing this.
“Did you find it? Did you find it?”
Carly looked over the mannequin at her best friend Adjo.
“This is just stunning. I have never seen anything like this before. Look at the detail on this, the hem, the bodice, right here on the back. I’m actually getting a little excited.”
Adjo laughed and hugged her friend.
“Thank God! We’ve been looking for months. I thought you were being difficult and picky on purpose.”
Carly sighed and clasped her hands nervously.
“I just want everything to be perfect, to be just right.”
“Come on, let’s go find a sales associate and get you inside your dream dress!”
Carly hugged Adjo tightly, tears in her eyes.
“I guess this is really happening. It’s been so long.”
Adjo hugged her back.
“You deserve all of it.”
Glenn glanced at his watch and cursed softly. The long hours were just killing him. He picked up his office phone and dialed slowly.
“Glenn, I’ve been calling your cell phone all night. Why are you still at work? It’s 10 p.m.”
Glenn sighed. He was a little tired of explaining his late nights to Carly.
“I told you before. I just can’t slack up now. We’re going to be gone for three weeks and this is just a very crucial time for me at work. Maybe if you hadn’t quit your job, then I wouldn’t be here at 10 p.m.”
It was a low blow. He wished he hadn’t said it, but he was upset she’d made that decision despite his valid arguments against it.
“Glenn, I’m not going to get into this right now. It’s done. I’m not going back. It just wasn’t meant for me, not what I was meant to do. It doesn’t matter how many times you say it. I will not go back.”
Glenn shook his head. Why was she so stubborn? Why couldn’t she see things his way? Who leaves a lucrative senior financial analyst position to become an interior designer? Who the heck does that? He’d never heard of a millionaire interior designer. They’d argued for weeks because of that, but eventually he let it go. He worked for a prominent and profitable law firm, and in the next 5-10 years he would be made partner. He was making enough money, so he decided she could play around with the interior design thing for a while. But eventually he hoped she’d give it up.
“Okay, fine, I’ll let it go. I don’t think I can come by tonight so I’ll try and catch up with you tomorrow okay?”
“Sure, but before you hung up, I just wanted to let you know, I finally found the dress. It’s so beautiful! It’s an A-Line gown and it’s…”
Glenn interrupted her, “Okay, okay, I’m sure it’s a beautiful dress. Let me pack up now. I’ll talk to you later okay?”
“Okay, later. Love you.”
“Love you too.”