“I feel sorry for all of you,” I thought to myself. “I just hope things go as planned.”
No one knew what I had planned. I didn’t even really know what I had planned. If things went well, I partially would be surprised. I wanted my plan to work perfectly, but I knew the fact I hated planning meant I was sure I missed something.
“What have I missed?” I said out loud. I quickly looked around to make sure no one had heard. I was desperate for the grand finale to be just that. The biggest finale anyone had ever seen. So far, no one seemed to suspect anything.
As the minutes ticked by, I waffled between being calm and nervous. I noticed I was leaning more toward being nervous. At least I was trying to accept it and admit it to myself. My brother and father were here and I really wanted the whole night to go well. Or at least somewhat according to plan.
There were a couple things that could throw all my plans out of whack, but if I herded everyone in the right direction at the right time, it would be fine. As I saw my father start to head away from the prescribed course, I quickly tried to keep him on the right course and at the right place at the right time. He couldn’t miss the fireworks show I had been planning. Especially not for his new girlfriend and current affair.
Standing Room Only 