Page 7 of Fall With Me
“Hey, uh, Chlo?” Carter asks.
He’s using his “I have a favor to ask” voice. Turning to face him, I say as sweet as apple cider, “Yes?”
“While I’m thinking about this, would you want to plan a festival for a hundred and fifty people the first weekend in November?”
It’s like he doesn’t know me at all. “Do I want to?” I scoff, faking like him asking me to do this is the same as weeding Grammy’s vegetable garden in the middle of July. But I can’t hide my excitement. A smile grows on my lips. “Uh, yeah I want to! Who’s the festival for?”
“My employees, our clients, and all their families. It’s an appreciation event for everyone’s hard work and loyalty.”
Dawson looks between Carter and me. “Do you do this every year?”
“I usually do a year-end luncheon for employees,” Carter says. “We’ve grown a lot the past year and I want to do something bigger to reflect my gratitude. I don’t want to get too close to the holidays though, so early November seemed fitting.”
I squeal and rapidly clap my hands. “I can’t wait to get started!” It’s the end of August now, which means I have nine weeks to pull this event off.
Pulling up the notes app on my phone, I rapidly type out a list of items to discuss with Carter and where I need to start.
Budget
Venue
Theme (Fall! Carnival?)
Food
Activities
Thank-you gifts
Decorations
