Lost It All

"Excuse me, miss?" The flight attendant stopped next to Carolyn's seat on her way down the aisle. "You really shouldn't be flying while you're pregnant."

"Oh, I'm not pregnant." Carolyn responded quickly.

The flight attendant eyed her suspiciously. "Miss, I've been in this business long enough to recognize when a woman is pregnant and when she's just fat."

Carolyn looked down at her bulging stomach. "You don't understand." She looked back up at the flight attendant. "I need to get to LA."

The flight attendant shrugged. "Why can't you take the train?"

Carolyn grabbed the woman's hand and pulled her closer. The woman knelt down next to Carolyn so she was eye level with her. "I need to get to LA tomorrow. Plane is the only way. You can't kick me off. I need to get out of here."

The flight attendant sighed. "Okay." She agreed. "You can stay. But you're flying at your own risk."

Carolyn sat back in her seat and relaxed her body as the plane began to move and eventually lifted off the ground and rose higher and higher into the air. In about four hours, she would be in LA.



The problem with LA was that she didn't know where Andy lived exactly. She knew where his recording studio was. She had looked it up before she left. But Andy had never made it clear where he actually lived. LA was a huge city and the chances of finding him was slim to none.

She walked along the busy, lit up streets. It was getting late out and she figured the studio would be closed by now. She couldn't just go and ask for Andy's address. They would think she was a mad woman.

The sights and sounds were similar to New York, and it made her miss New York even more than she thought she did. The sound of car horns and people hailing taxi cabs, the lights all looked the same, the buildings were tall and the air was filled with smog. She missed New York. She missed Julliard. She missed Broadway. After this baby, she was determined to make a come back.

She passed many hotels as she wandered the streets of LA. She passed by a big, gold hotel with green awnings. It was magnificent. Right next to it was a theater. On the big illuminated sign out front, it read The Los Angeles Ballet presents: Swan Lake

Carolyn couldn't pass up an opportunity to see Swan Lake in Los Angeles. Swan Lake was her favorite ballet. She had to see it. She never did get the opportunity to be in Swan Lake, and she thought maybe she could get by for now by just watching it.

She stopped by inside to buy two tickets, one for her and one for Andy. Even if he didn't want to go, she bought him a ticket anyway, just in case. After purchasing her tickets, she tucked them inside her bag in a safe place where they wouldn't be misplaced. Her only problem now was finding somewhere to stay. With little money in her pocket, she didn't know if she could even afford a hotel room for the night.