back anymore. âSo tell me, whatâs the story on this Ross guy? He wouldnât even listen to what I had to say this morning. He seemed different from the guy I met yesterdayâtalk about a rude dude. And I know about rude.â
That made Haley laugh, just as Sugar knew it would. Sugar had been notorious for assisting other assistants in the office when it came to people behaving badly. âHe didnât know you were an actress. Iâm honestly confused by all of this, too. I really donât know him all that well, and had completely forgotten about his ties to Branson. No one ever talks about it anymore. I think his family comes to visit him some, but they have a really tight schedule and canât get away that often.â
âStill, whatâs it going to hurt the guy to at least consider it? Mule-headed, thatâs what he is. And selfish.â
âWill knows him better than I do. Maybe I need to invite you and him for dinner. We can soften him up. What do you think? Itâs worth a try.â
Sugar pulled open her top drawer, plucked a green gumdrop from the bag stored there and bit it in half. She chewed on one half and squished the other between her fingers as she thought over her strange encounter with Ross. âHeâs going to soften up. Iâm going to hound him until he does. Too much is at stake here. I have to have his building.â
âAre you going to destroy his resistance like you just destroyed that poor piece of candy?â Haley asked, a smile in her voice.
Sugar zoned in on the small blob of green goop. âAck! Disgusting! What was I thinking?â She shook her hand over the trash can, but it wouldnât come off. Grabbing a tissue, she wiped it away. âThere. Okay, back to the point. The man will come around.â
âHow do you know?â
âBecause if I have to talk him into it, I will. Iâm angry at him right now, but he really does seem like a nice guy. A little moody, but Iâm sure that when he sees the show will be good for Mule Hollow, heâll give in. Iâm going to calm down and pray about it.â
âIâll pray, too. I just canât help thinking God has a plan here.â Haley studied her. âThis could be very interesting,â she said at last. âRoss might not be as wimpy as you think.â
âDonât you laugh, the man will surrender. I promise you,â Sugar warned, aware of the smile she was trying to control.
Haley held her hand up in surrender. âI believe you. Remember, Iâve seen you in action. So when are you going to start auditions?â
âIâm going to print up a flyer for Samâs and the feed store, and get things going on Saturday. And since youâve taken over booking the community center, I was hoping I could use it for rehearsal. Thanks to my sweet grandmother I have money stashed away that will finance this venture, if Iâm frugal.â
âYou can use the community center for the auditions and for rehearsal. Weâll work something out. Iâll also do a sponsorship to help with the cost. After all, this is going to be a great attractionâI really do believe in you, Sugar.â
Sugar suddenly felt like crying. âThank you,â she said softly. âThat means more to me than you know.â
Haley smiled as if it was no big deal, but it was to Sugar. As she was growing up, her parents had seemed to believe in her dream to be an actress, but when it came time for her to head out to L.A., theyâd changed their tune. Only then did she find out that theyâd supported her dream as a means to help her make it through her illness. Theyâd thought sheâd grow out of it.
She told herself that it didnât matter, but it did. Having someone believe in you was important.
But proving wrong those who didnât believe in you could also be great motivation.
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It was almost closing time on Saturday
Cassandra Zara, Lucinda Lane