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Nice Work, If You Can Get It

... of business cards, with him hoping that he might connect with some work too while he was there. The show went well, and a lot of money was raised for the Breast Cancer Foundation. But of course, the highlight was when Evangeline Wycombe was introduced. Peter had talked with one of the people running the show, so he knew ahead of time when she would be coming out. He had worked his way to the front of the crowd, right up next to the runway so he could get some good pictures. As she came out from behind the curtain, cameras from all over the room began popping off. Peter was smarter than that. He knew that little pictures from far away didn't sell, so he waited anxiously for her to get closer. She walked down the runway like a true professional and as she came within range, he began clicking away. She got closer to him, smiling and waving at everyone, and then Peter called out to her. "Evangeline! Evangeline!" She turned to see who was calling her name, and Peter got some good pictures of her. She took notice of him too, smiling and even blowing a friendly kiss to him. After her appearance and before the show ended, Peter made his way backstage and waited patiently outside the girl's dressing room. Before long, the object of his attentions reappeared. "Miss Wycombe!" he said, "I just wanted to thank you for coming today to this little fashion show. It was a great honor to have you here, and I appreciated the chance to see you and take a few pictures of you on stage." "It was ...

... my pleasure... I'm sorry, I didn't get your name," she said. "Peter... Peter Nichols," he said, handing her a business card. She took it with a smile and put it in her jacket pocket. "Oh, so you are a photographer? Did you get some good shots?" she asked. "Yes, I think so. I'll be able to see better when I get back home and download them onto my computer," he said. "Don't you just love digital cameras? It used to be you had to go through the whole developing thing before you could see your work. Now it only takes a few seconds!" "Yes... and you don't have to worry about wasting all the film and chemicals if it doesn't turn out!" "Well, it was nice to meet you, Peter," she said smiling. "But I have to get going." "Of course. Thank you again for your time and for coming to our little show," he said. Evangeline smiled and then turned and walked away. Peter went back out front and tried to get some more photos that he could maybe sell. * * * * * It was a couple weeks after the show, and Peter was at home going through some bills. He had managed to sell enough photos to the newspaper to pay for the cost of the fashion show tickets, but not much more, and as he looked at the growing mound of utility and rent bills, he was beginning to think that perhaps photography wasn't the career path for him. Then suddenly the phone rang. "Hello?" "Hello, is this Peter Nichols?" "Yes it is, can I help you?" "Peter, this is Evangeline... Evangeline Wycombe - remember me?" she said, "Sorry to call ...