“I’m really nervous.” The elevator door opened to the sight of the foyer. This was it, her moment to shine for what she thought was going to last just for the day. “Don’t worry, you’ll do fine,” Jenny said. She looked at Legend’s beauty and still was dumbfounded by the transformation. This was indeed a metamorphosis that only miracles could perform. Jenny and Legend were used to the negative side of life. They were. Nothing good can happen to me? I wish, I want, I deserve, thoughts like that which never had “I am” attached to it. “What happens if I trip on the stage?” “You won’t!” “I will!” “You won’t, Legend!” “How do you know, Jenny?” They meandered toward the ballroom entrance. “Because I just do. You’re beautiful, Legend, and as soon as we enter that room, I bet everyone will turn around just to look at you.”
