Impossible Miracle's by L.J Banister (classic novels txt) 📕

“Kaylee Moore” I say shaking her hand.

“Kaylee. Such a beautiful name” she smiles brightly at me. “Now, I actually stopped in here hoping I might catch you before you left. I seen the amazing job you did for Alyssa and was hoping you might interested in doing my makeup.”

“But your makeup looks so beautiful today” I say quickly, I couldn’t bear to ruin her makeup, it just looked so perfect.

“Oh, no dear. I have my charity ball coming up and was just wondering if you would be able to do my makeup for me” she says with a laugh. Charity ball?

“Wait, the Children’s Home Fund Charity Ball?” I asked.

“Yes. I’m the owner of the Children’s Home Fund” she says proudly.

“Oh. I’m sorry ma’am, I didn’t know” I say. “Feeling a bit more silly not knowing when my mother asked me to attend the ball with her.” I grimace.

“Really?” she exclaims. “Who’s your mother?”

“Audrey Moore”

“Ah, yes! How did I not notice? You look a lot like her, except for those eyes. You have Elijah’s eyes.” She exclaims. “Your parents have attended every charity function I hold, and are generous benefactors. I do hope I will get to see you both there.”

“I hope so too. I am really honored that you asked me to do your makeup though” I say sadly.

“Hmm… Wait, I have an idea. How would you and your mother like to come spend

“I would love that. I mean, I’d have to ask mum how she feels about it, but I’m sure it wouldn’t be a problem” I say, quickly glancing up at the clock to check the time. Crap. She will be waiting for me. “I’m actually about to go meet with her to pick out some gowns, and I’m late” I rush, grabbing the rest of my belongings.

“Well, of course. Let’s not keep her waiting” she quickly gives me her contact details so I can let her know what mum says, and after a brief hug, she turns to leave.

“Oh” she says spinning back around at the door. “The theme for the ball is dreams.” She gives me one last smile before disappearing out the door. Dreams. I like it.

Chase

I spend the next few hours going over the seating chart. It was a mess. While mum knows all the people, she doesn’t get enough time to spend with each of the, working out who they get along best with. And the table placements don’t work with the room set up. I locate the guest list and work out who’s going to sit with who. Given that most people attending will be couples who want to sit beside each other, but may not enjoy the company of someone as their partner does. Working it out slowly, I gathered that at least a couple tables will have to have someone they don’t get along with. But since each table sits about 8, there should be no problems. Then I work on the table placements. Mum has them spread out all over the floor, leaving no where for dancing if people would like. She really isn’t any good at the designing side of things, but excellent at organizing for everything.

I decide that the tables should go around the room, giving room for a bit of a dance floor in the middle. I was just finishing up on writing the names for the tables when my phone starts to ring. Picking it up off the table I see its mum.

“Hey mum” I say cheerfully, answering the phone. “Great timing, I just finished up with the seating chart and table placements.”

“Hi darling” she always has the softest voice. “Thank you so much darling. But I’ve just received a call from Sherrie. They double booked the hotel.” She sounds distressed.

“So what’s happening then?” I ask, concern in my voice.

“Well, that’s what I’m calling you for, to ask your opinion”

“What is it mum?”

“Do you think it would still work if we moved the ball outside into the garden area?” I quickly search mums desk for the layout of the hotel where the ball is to be held. Finding it, I look it over quickly, but it doesn’t show any of the details of the garden.

“Mum, do you have any photos of the garden?” I ask.

“No, sorry dear. Only photos of the inside” She says quietly. I know she’s panicking- this close to the ball date and the hotel is double booked.

“Okay. Mum, don’t stress. I’m going to take I ride over there and check it out. Just, enjoy the wedding and I’ll ring you with an update in an hour or so. Okay?”

“Oh, you’re an angel, darling. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” She says sounding relieved. I smile, knowing I’ve eased some of the stress.

“Have fun. I’ll ring you soon”

“Thank you darling” I hit the end button, and grab my car keys. I quickly drive to the hotel and park my car in the parking bay. The hotel is situated on the beachside, in which, giving the name; Beachside Hotel. It’s a large building, made from limestone to give it that sandy look, with large shells hanging from the walls. Large blue stained glass doors with silver handles open to the inside. The salty smell of the sea clings to the walls. I am greeted by a man at the door dressed in a light blue button down short sleeved shirt and shorts, a shark tooth necklace hanging tightly around his neck, and blue thongs on his feet. His short, shaggy, curly, bright blonde hair and deep blue eyes bring his look together, making him look like the surfer guy I suspect he is. Giving me a smile he opens the glass door and welcomes me to the hotel. The inside looks glorious. Light, and dark blue themes the furniture and walls. Little stringed fish hang from the ceiling amongst blue and green streamers. Against the walls on the left and right side of the lobby, wall fountains splash water down into small ponds filled with different coloured fish. The front desk is across the room in front of the door. The bottom of it made from glass with water running down the inside, and light blue marble topping. A girl with long dark wavy hair sits behind the desk wearing a dark blue flowered dress, a portion of her hair clipped back with a light blue flower and a sea shell around her neck. She looks up and smiles as I approach.

“Good afternoon, sir. How may I help you?” She asks sweetly. I smile kindly back at her.

“I’m Chase Scott. My mother, Caroline, is the founder of the Children’s Home Fund, and we’ve just received notice that the hall we booked for the ball this weekend has been double booked” I say a bit sadly. “Is it possible for me to have a look around in the garden area? My mum is thinking of moving the ball to there instead.”

The girl, whose name badge says Marissa, smiles sweetly at me.

“Just let me check my system to ensure it’s not booked, but I’m sure it shouldn’t be a problem” Marissa looks down at her computer and begins typing away.

“Chase?” I look over to see the manager of Beachside Hotel and one of my mum’s best friends and contributors walking towards me. Sherrie is a tall, skinny woman with short light brown hair and soft green eyes. Dressed in a light blue flowered dress, much the same as Marissa’s, and a small star fish around her neck, she ties in well with all her employees. As she reaches me, her arms stretch out and embrace me for a hug. After a moment she steps back, looking me over.

“My, how you’ve grown” She exclaims in a sing-song voice much like my mothers. “Such a handsome man now.”

Sherrie and my mother have been best friends for many years, so I grew up with Sherrie around a lot, until her husband open the hotel.

“It’s lovely to see you Sherrie” I say sweetly to her, giving her the affectionate voice I use with my mum.

“And you my dear boy” she smiles warmly at me. “Now, I bet I know why you’re here. Your darling mother sent you to sort out this doubling booking mess, hasn’t she?” She says jokingly. I laugh softly.

“No, actually, I volunteered. But she did rope me in to do the seating charts, and… well all the designing”

“Oh, how much of a mess was it?”

“Very”

“Your mother never was really good at that kind of stuff was she” She says with a laugh. “So, what’s the plan then?”

“Mum was thinking instead of fighting for the room, how about moving it out into the garden?”

“Oh, that’s a wonderful idea. Wish I thought of it” We both laugh quietly.

“So I’m here to have a look since mum hasn’t got anything on the garden”

“Well then,” She says linking her arm into mine. “Right this way.”

She leads around to the back of the hotel, and out a set of sliding doors. The view is beautiful. A large area of grass bordered by trees and the ocean stretch out in front of you. Straight away, a can picture how it’s going to look; tea lights hanging from the trees, oil lanterns lighting up the area, and the tables placed out with the view of the ocean and the setting sun.

“We have the boards to cover the glass so heels won’t get stuck” Sherrie says. “And we can use the gate at the side there for the entrance” Pointing over to the side of the hotel where a gate covered in a lively green plant stands. I walk around the area, laying it all out in my head. Sherrie watches me quietly, knowing how I work, and lets me go. I turn back to her after a moment, a smile on my face.

“It’s perfect. Mum’s gonna love it” I say. I talk over all the details with Sherrie before making my back through the hotel, pulling my phone from my pocket and dialing mum’s number as I walk out the doors. She answers on the second ring.

“How’d you go?” she asks anxiously. I smile into the phone.

“It’s perfect” I say, and I hear a sigh of relief come through the phone from my mum.

Kaylee

I wake to my phone ringing on my bedside table. Picking it up, I answer, not bothering to look at the caller ID because I know who it is.

“Hey mum” I say sleepily.

“Good morning darling” Her cheery morning voice fills my ears. “I was just calling to ask you what time you want to be picked up to go over to the Scott’s house.”

I quickly lift the phone away from my ear to check the time. 8:00am.

“Well, I just woke up, so say… Give me… 10 o’clock? We could go have some brunch before we head over?” I stifle a yawn.

“Sounds good. I’ll see you then sweetheart” she says softly.

“Bye mum.” I hang up, and lay in bed for a little while, knowing if I get up too soon, I’ll be sick… And I don’t want to be sick today. It’ll ruin my excitement. Tonight’s the Children’s Charity Ball. Mum goes to them all the time, but this will be the first time I’m attending. Slowly, I climb out of bed and walk over to my dresser to pull out some clothes for today. As I walk past the mirror I stop. Facing sideways I slowly lift my shirt. I have a slight bump, one that I think just makes me look like I have a full bladder. But I know the truth. I rub a hand across it, smiling. I can’t wait to have my baby. To hold him or her in my arms for the first time… Then my smile slowly fades. What about the father? Would he want to hold our baby? Avery has been asking me close to everyday if I’ve found him. I tell her,