She’d been working every hour God sent for eight weeks straight. She was sleep deprived, exhausted and emotionally drained. She couldn’t work any harder than she had, she had nothing left to give.
“Yes, now we need to start getting the word out about your album,” Jake explained. Elise wasn’t sure how this work would involve her; the label had always assured her that they’d handle the lion’s share of the promotional work.
“Okay,” she nodded at him, wondering what would be required of her next.
“We’ve actually been able to secure you a really exciting opportunity which should ensure your album’s success.”
“Oh?” Elise leaned forward expectantly in her chair. Was one of her songs going to be featured in a movie? Or in a TV commercial? She knew that many artists got their big break that way. It was a great way of getting your music heard by a broad audience.
“You’re going to freak when we tell you!” Jake grinned.
“Okay, then tell me,” Elise prompted.
“Guess who is going to be supporting Claire Parry on the European leg of her world tour?”
Elise had no idea. She shook her head.
“You!” Jake declared as he pointed a finger squarely at Elise.
“Me?” Elise couldn’t believe it. Claire Parry was a huge star. And Europe! Elise had never even left America. Coming to New York was the first time she’d left her home state. She wasn’t sure she was ready to visit an entirely new continent!
“Yes, you!” Jake clarified. “I told you it was a great opportunity! A chance to play your music live to thousands of fans every night! You must be thrilled.”
“I am!” Elise nodded enthusiastically. And she was. But something soured what should have been a joyous moment. Dylan. It meant leaving Dylan. She wasn’t sure if she could do that.
“How long would the tour be for?” she asked tentatively.
“Two months,” Jake replied factually.
“Two months?” Elise’s eyes widened. That would mean another two months away from Dylan, only this time she’d be in a different country, in a different time zone. He wouldn’t be able to pop over with flowers when he had spare time. They’d be completely apart.
“Yep, and you leave tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” Elise’s head was spinning.
“Don’t worry, we’ve got all your flights and hotels covered. You just need to pack and rest up.”
Elise knew that she needed more than one night’s sleep to rest up. Her body ached and she was beginning to forget small details like her phone number. She needed a good two weeks’ rest to be back on top form. Each morning when she woke up it was becoming an increasing effort to drag herself out of bed.
“So go home, rest, get ready. Tomorrow is the first day of your big adventure.”
***
“Two months?” Dylan cried in dismay as Elise delivered the news.
“I know,” she sighed as she reached out and cupped his hands in hers. “But I couldn’t pass it up, it’s Claire Parry.”
“Yeah, yeah, it’s a great opportunity,” Dylan agreed but she saw the disappointment etched on his handsome face. He squeezed her hands and gazed despondently at the television mounted on the wall which was currently playing the rental movie he’d brought for them to watch together.
Elise had tried to delay telling him and just focus on enjoying their date night. They’d ordered in pizza and planned on a romantic evening together, but then Dylan noticed her packed luggage by the front door and started asking questions. Elise knew that she owed him the truth.
“I just…I feel like I barely see you,” he admitted sadly.
“I know,” Elise pinched back tears. Every fiber in her being wanted to stay with him in New York. Instead she was jetting off the London, Paris, Milan. Places which had previously just been dots on a map to her.
“Two months without even seeing you,” Dylan
“Yes, now we need to start getting the word out about your album,” Jake explained. Elise wasn’t sure how this work would involve her; the label had always assured her that they’d handle the lion’s share of the promotional work.
“Okay,” she nodded at him, wondering what would be required of her next.
“We’ve actually been able to secure you a really exciting opportunity which should ensure your album’s success.”
“Oh?” Elise leaned forward expectantly in her chair. Was one of her songs going to be featured in a movie? Or in a TV commercial? She knew that many artists got their big break that way. It was a great way of getting your music heard by a broad audience.
“You’re going to freak when we tell you!” Jake grinned.
“Okay, then tell me,” Elise prompted.
“Guess who is going to be supporting Claire Parry on the European leg of her world tour?”
Elise had no idea. She shook her head.
“You!” Jake declared as he pointed a finger squarely at Elise.
“Me?” Elise couldn’t believe it. Claire Parry was a huge star. And Europe! Elise had never even left America. Coming to New York was the first time she’d left her home state. She wasn’t sure she was ready to visit an entirely new continent!
“Yes, you!” Jake clarified. “I told you it was a great opportunity! A chance to play your music live to thousands of fans every night! You must be thrilled.”
“I am!” Elise nodded enthusiastically. And she was. But something soured what should have been a joyous moment. Dylan. It meant leaving Dylan. She wasn’t sure if she could do that.
“How long would the tour be for?” she asked tentatively.
“Two months,” Jake replied factually.
“Two months?” Elise’s eyes widened. That would mean another two months away from Dylan, only this time she’d be in a different country, in a different time zone. He wouldn’t be able to pop over with flowers when he had spare time. They’d be completely apart.
“Yep, and you leave tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” Elise’s head was spinning.
“Don’t worry, we’ve got all your flights and hotels covered. You just need to pack and rest up.”
Elise knew that she needed more than one night’s sleep to rest up. Her body ached and she was beginning to forget small details like her phone number. She needed a good two weeks’ rest to be back on top form. Each morning when she woke up it was becoming an increasing effort to drag herself out of bed.
“So go home, rest, get ready. Tomorrow is the first day of your big adventure.”
***
“Two months?” Dylan cried in dismay as Elise delivered the news.
“I know,” she sighed as she reached out and cupped his hands in hers. “But I couldn’t pass it up, it’s Claire Parry.”
“Yeah, yeah, it’s a great opportunity,” Dylan agreed but she saw the disappointment etched on his handsome face. He squeezed her hands and gazed despondently at the television mounted on the wall which was currently playing the rental movie he’d brought for them to watch together.
Elise had tried to delay telling him and just focus on enjoying their date night. They’d ordered in pizza and planned on a romantic evening together, but then Dylan noticed her packed luggage by the front door and started asking questions. Elise knew that she owed him the truth.
“I just…I feel like I barely see you,” he admitted sadly.
“I know,” Elise pinched back tears. Every fiber in her being wanted to stay with him in New York. Instead she was jetting off the London, Paris, Milan. Places which had previously just been dots on a map to her.
“Two months without even seeing you,” Dylan
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