It was a St. Patty's day wedding. It was the last thing Rossie ever thought she'd be a part of, but Derrick was happy she chose a mint green dress and her bride's maids were in fuchsia.
Perhaps an unlikely celebration, but there was a crowd and even her boss and his new bride showed up for the wedding too.
Family. Old friends. New friends. Really, Rossie couldn't tell the difference. And there was a photographer there, to capture every blessed moment.
Garvin felt he'd let Leo down. He was on his own at the fashion show which was at the best mall in Omaha. Really, it was small potatoes as fashion shows go, but Garvin knew it would be as frightening to Leo, if he'd gotten the gig on the runway in New York City.
Garvin didn't even have time to talk him through it. Garvin had his hands full, flashing away at the crowded diner.
Garvin even bumped in to Henry. Garvin only smiled and took a picture of Henry and the girl, he was with. Of course, Henry wanted to talk to him.
"I really need to pay, you, back. And I will..even if it might take me the next ten years." Henry told him.
"Lets not worry about that right now." Garvin didn't have time to talk about debts, when there were girls in prom dresses and minty tuxes to take pictures of. Garvin was glad to have this opportunity. He only hoped he made the family proud. Garvin turned back and took another photo of Henry and his date.
Then it occurred to him that it might be the worst thing Garvin could have done. It might set Henry spinning. Garvin moved on and hoped he hadn't bothered them too much. He scurried for more shots of the wedding party. If only there was a rule, no bad pictures at a wedding. He hoped he got some good ones.
Leo thought he might have an anurism before he reached the stage. He got a late start because he was expecting Garvin to go with him. And well..he didn't leave the house dressed to be a model.
"But..I'm here as one of the models." He knew he shouldn't have came in plain clothes. They were expecting the girl in the picture.
"Well, get dressed in the boys room. " The matronly lady told him, trusting him with the bag of outfits he was to wear.
"But..I'm..I'm HER." He showed her a picture from his porfolio.
"Well..we aren't going to have a bunch of screaming girls. You, take your outfits to the boys room." She looked at him blankly.
Leo looked at her puzzled. He felt as if something was missing.
"Follow me." A very lean fellow with dark hair motioned for him to come. It was just the two of them.
"Who are you?" Leo looked helpless and bug-eyed.
"I just help you ladies off and on the stage." He told him. He was dressed in a suit, ready to go.
"So ..you're one of the models?"
"Yeah." Leo felt a bit unnerved, wondering if he should quit before he dressed.
"I'm Sal." He smiled then.
"Leo." He shook his hand.
"Well..what are you waiting for?"
Leo had the outfits on a hanger in a plastic carrier. Just a couple of outfits. "I hope I don't tear these up."
"I won't let you." Sal told him.
Leo went into the dressing room and unzipped the bag. The shoes were at the bottom. Thank god, the wig was at the bottom of the case with all his make up. He shook the wig out, hoping it wouldn't look too messy.