Chapter 19
Jenny heard the unmistakable sound of a car pulling into the driveway five seconds before the horn honked, spurring her to hasten slipping on her shoes. Her small bag, ready with the ticket and backstage pass for the auction, rested on the bed at her side, but her focus was on rehearsing her spiel, her scarlet lips mouthing the words as she finished getting dressed. Muffled footsteps came down the hall and stopped at her door.
“Taxi’s here,” her father announced.
“Coming!” Grabbing her purse, Jenny stood up and smoothed down her gown before opening the door. “Well? How do I look?”
Jim’s dark gaze swept over his daughter, a slow, proud smile curving his mouth. “Beautiful. You’re going to knock ‘em dead tonight.”
“As long as they bid really high before they keel over,” she sh
