“I love that show.” She read through the document, although really she was just staring at the words. Her thoughts swirled so fast she couldn’t even string the sentences together to comprehend much of anything.

“It’s a fun show to be a part of.” Jennifer smiled gently. “They’ll take good care of you while you’re there.”

“So about eleven days? That’s going to be hard to explain. This business is my whole life. I never go anywhere.” Suddenly the reality of sneaking away and making sure her friends and loved ones believed she was going somewhere was overwhelming. She’d never even been on a plane before. “How will I convince them?”

Jennifer pulled all the signed papers into a pile. “Well, some people have used the excuse of a sick friend, or going on vacation. This one guy told all his friends he’d been hired as a personal chef on a movie set. Everyone believed him. I’m sure you’ll think of something, but it had better be good. If the cat gets out of the bag, you’ll lose the bonus and stipend, and depending on the level of exposure, you could end up in court.”

She jolted upright at the thought. “I can promise you I won’t do that.”

“I wasn’t worried. I hope you enjoy the process. This could really help your business, not that you need it. You’ve done extremely well, especially to be in such a small town. We were all really impressed.”

“Got to love the Internet,” Kelly said. “I have the best of both worlds.” But as calm as she might appear on the outside, she was doing aerials and back flips on the inside. They like me!

“Have you ever been to New York?”

“I’ve never been out of Bailey’s Fork.”

Jennifer’s laugh filled the room. “You’re in for a treat. Bring your camera. All our production assistants are wonderful, and they know everything about New York. Yours will be with you pretty much night and day. So don’t worry. You’ll be in good hands, and if there’s something you really want to see, let her know. We can try to make that happen. Might even take a camera crew along for some candid interviews of your impressions of the city.”

“That would be fun.” Kelly led Jennifer out of her office. The rest of the team had already finished and gone. “Can I get you a little something to go?”

Jennifer raised her hand. “I’m gluten-free. And a vegan. No worries.”