Ripped at the Seams

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by Nancy Krulik


  “Well, this wise woman I know once told me that all the success in the world wasn’t worth anything if you couldn’t share it with family,” Sami admitted.

  Celia laughed. “Whoever could that be?”

  “Gee, I wonder.”

  “Anyway, you’ve put Elk Lake on the map—just like you promised.”

  “Let’s hope it’s still that way after this show,” Sami said worriedly.

  “Nervous?” Celia asked.

  Sami nodded. “My first fashion show. I can’t believe it.”

  “Believe it,” Celia said. “Enjoy it.” She gave Sami a hug. “I’ve got to sit down. See you after the show.”

  Sami started to say something, but then she heard her name. “Sami, there’s a rip in this sleeve,” one of the models cried out.

  “Coming,” Sami called, running toward a girl in a blue nightshirt.

  “Five minutes,” the stage manager called into the dressing room.

  “Oh God,” Sami gasped, suddenly finding it hard to catch her breath.

  Rain rushed to her side. “You okay, boss?” she asked.

  Sami looked at her friend. She looked adorable in her pink-and-red pinstripe nightshirt. Her red hair hung straight and simple down her back. “You look gorgeous,” she told Rain.

  “You think so?” Rain asked, unsure. “The nightshirt is a piece of genius, but I still think you should’ve gone with a more famous model to start the show. I would have been happy just to be one of the gang.”

  Sami shook her head. “No way. You’re the face of Sami Granger Designs. You need to start the show.”

  Rain nodded. “It’s amazing, isn’t it? When you first moved in you were a receptionist and I was serving veggie burgers at Dojo.”

  “Now you’re in magazines and on runways,” Sami told her.

  “And you’re not doing too shabby either,” Rain teased. “I just wish I saw you more. Ever since you moved out …”

  “I only moved across the hall,” Sami told her. “And you’re over at our place all the time.”

  “But you’re not,” Rain said. “You spend almost half your time in Elk Lake.”

  “That’s why I need you,” Sami teased.

  “To keep an eye on Vin for me.”

  “He ’ really a great guy,” Rain told her.

  “And he adores you. You don’t need anyone to watch him.”

  “I know,” Sami agreed. “He understands that part of me still needs to be in Elk Lake. And he’s cool with that.”

  “Where is he, anyway?” Rain asked.

  “Putting; some last-minute finishing touches on his set design, I think. He’s such a perfectionist.”

  “It’s an incredible set,” Rain said.

  “Vin is amazing,” Sami agreed.

  “So are you. So am I,” Rain cheered. “The Three Musketeers rule!”

  “Rain, they need you at the curtain,” the stage manager called out. “It’s starting.”

  Rain gave Sami one last hug and ran toward the stage.

  The show lasted about an hour. One by one the models walked down the runway, playfully showing off Sami’ original lingerie designs. Sami had made sure they all understood that they were to smile and act joyous. She had no patience for the overblown cooler-than-thou attitude of most fashion shows. When it came time for the big finale, the curtains parted to display a giant bed with a trampoline mattress that had been specially built by Vin and his crew of stagehands. The models, all dressed in baby dolls and nightshirts, hopped up and down like kids playing on their parents’ bed. It was a perfect ending for a show that demonstrated just how much fun lingerie could be.

  “Okay, Sami, it’s your turn,” the stage manager whispered, practically pushing her onto the stage. Sami walked out slowly and stood shyly in front of the bouncing models. The lights were bright and it was hard to see, but she could tell that the audience was on its feet, giving her a standing ovation. More importantly, Sami knew that everyone she cared about was out there cheering for her. There were her Elk Lake relatives: Mac, Al, Celia, and little Alana. But Sami had come to realize that she had family in New York as well. Maybe not blood relatives, but the bonds were just as strong. Lola had a front-row seat for the event, and was as proud of Sami as any mother could be. Nico was there, too, applauding wildly and letting out a loud wolf whistle as the crowd cheered. Sami had even sent an invitation to Ella, the Très Joli representative she’d met at the Bridal Building her first day in New York. The woman probably had no idea why she’d received the card in the mail, but for Sami, it was a way of repaying an old debt.

  Most importantly, Vin was in the front row, a fact that gave Sami great comfort. It was reassuring to know that, no matter how scary this day was, when it was all over she would wind up going home with Vin—a man who wanted nothing more than for her to love him as much as he loved her. And Sami did love Vin. When she had time to indulge herself with a bit of fantasy, she could actually see them married to each other and raising a brood of beautiful babies. But there was time for that. Both she and Vin were satisfied with the way things were at the moment.

  It had taken Sami a long time to learn to accept both sides of herself: the smalltown girl and the New York fashion designer. But she had to accept them both, because the Sami Granger she was today was a combination of the girl she had once been in Elk Lake and the woman she had become since moving to New York City. Sami wasn’t willing to relinquish either one. Still, it wasn’t easy combining the two. She spent a lot of time on airplanes going back and forth from Minnesota to New York. It seemed as though she was always saying good-bye or being welcomed home by someone. But as Sami stood onstage with the models who were displaying her designs and beamed into the audience where her loved ones sat, she knew she wouldn’t have it any other way.

  For the first time, Sami Granger felt totally and utterly complete. The varying threads of her existence had been perfectly seamed to form a single fabric—the fabric of her life.

  About the Author

  Nancy Krulik is the author of more than one hundred books for children and young adults. She has written biographies of many of today’s major celebrities, including the New York Times best-selling Leonardo DiCaprio: A Biography. She has just completed a new book for Simon Pulse, Love & Sk8 Nancy lives in Manhattan with her husband, composer Daniel Burwasser, their two children, Ian and Amanda, and a crazed cocker spaniel named Pepper.

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