Mira
“At least it’s a beautiful day,” I smiled, as I pushed my mother’s wheelchair out of the hospital entrance and out to the curb. “And today’s dialysis wasn’t that bad, right?”
“No, on the contrary,” my mother said. “It always makes me feel much better. But Los Angeles always has beautiful weather.”
“Wait here,” I said, putting on the brakes to secure the chair. “I’m just gonna grab the car.”
“And to think I was planning on racing out into traffic,” my mother replied, with a happily snarky tone. “I guess since you asked so nicely, I’ll just wait here for you.”
“Thank you,” I laughed, rolling my eyes. “Be right back.”
I grabbed the car keys out of my purse and made my way into the parking garage. It was always so packed here at the hospital I had to park on the top, though the view was pretty nice from up here. I finally made it to the top, huffing and puffing from the stairs, and after orienting myself, walked over to the car, easily recognizable by the chipping paint, noticing it had got worse, no doubt a result of sitting in the bright sun. It was a good car though, reliable, and it managed to get my mother to dialysis three times a week without us having to brave LA public transit. I’d just reached forward with the keys when I heard my phone going off. Pulling it out of my purse, I crinkled my nose. I didn’t recognize the number and really hoped it wasn’t another creditor wanting money. Still, with acting as my chosen profession, I couldn’t afford not to answer a call.
“This is Mira,” I said.
“Mira, I’m so glad to hear your voice,” a very excited, but unfamiliar woman said on the other end of line. “This is Evelyn Owens, from GNTV, and I was calling to let you know that you have been chosen as a contestant for our new reality show.”
“Really?!” I replied, trying to keep a professional tone, but inwardly ecstatic. This could be really exciting for my career.
“Yes ma’am,” she said. “I know during the application process you didn’t get a lot of details because we want to keep it out of the press, but now I can tell you all about it. The reality show is based around a marriage between you and a mystery guy, one who you will only meet the moment he lifts your veil. You are taken to your new home in the Hills and once there, your job is to remain together for six months. If you manage to do that, the two of you will share one million dollars.”
“Holy crap,” I said, my mouth dropping open.
“Now, there is a curve ball in there,” she giggled. “If either of you leave before the six months is up, the person leaving receives five hundred thousand, and the other receives nothing. So, it is meant to force the two of you to work together for a common goal, much like marriage.”
“That is really insane,” I smiled. “I mean, yes of course I will do this!”
“Great, that is so good to hear,” she said. “So, you will not see your husband until you get married, and I need you at the GNTV main building a week from today, so next Monday at three in the afternoon to sign your contracts. We will have your groom here at a different time so the two of you don’t run into each other.”
“Okay, that sounds great. I will be there with bells on,” I said.
“Wonderful. Now, if anything comes up, please don’t hesitate to call this number,” she replied. “I will see you in a week!”
“Thank you,” I called out as she hung up.
I pulled the phone to my chest excitedly. This was really awesome, not only would it get my face out there on national TV, but God, the money, it would help so much. The bills had been piling up for months, with my mother unable to work and I was starting to wonder if I would ever find a good place. There was no way I could have turned it down, which is why I had said yes so quickly, without much of a second thought at all.
Getting into the car, I just sat there a moment, letting the whole idea sink in. I had been looking for my break for so long, it just hadn’t landed in my lap yet. With taking care of my mother and the household, I wasn’t able to do as many auditions as I wanted to. When I saw this posted on the casting call site, I applied right away, but I never figured I would actually be offered the chance. The premise of the show was a bit heavy on my heart, never actually wanting to get married for anything other than love, but the amount of money that they were offering, well, it was worth the sacrifice. My mother could get her treatments whenever she needed to, all the bills could be paid for, and then I would be free to focus on moving my way up. Becoming a familiar face on a major channel was definitely going to help my career. It was just a no-lose situation to me, something I didn’t even question.
I started the car with a smile and drove around to pick up my mother. She was sitting in her chair, her head back, her eyes closed, enjoying the sun shining down on her. She looked younger in that moment, just like I remembered her from when I was a child. It cemented the idea of this new gig even firmer in my mind. I parked and got out to help her into the passenger seat.
“I thought you’d finally had enough and left me,” she smiled.
“Never,” I replied, kissing her cheek. “I did get some amazing news, though.”
I helped her get settled, then took the wheelchair back in the hospital before climbing into the driver’s seat and looking over at her. She straightened her purse and pulled on her seat belt, resting her hands in her lap and turning slightly to look at me. She was always so patient and loving with me, something I loved more than anything about her.
“Okay, tell me what could possibly have happened between here and the parking garage.”
“I got a phone call,” I said excitedly.
“Steven Spielberg?”
“No,” I laughed. “I wish, but no. I actually have just agreed to be cast in a new reality TV show that is coming out on GNTV. The prize for making it the entire six months is half a million!”
“Wow,” my mom said. “That’s wonderful. And you get your name in lights like you always dreamed of!”
“I know,” I said, excited like a schoolgirl. “It’s going to be amazing, and since it’s filmed right here in LA, I can still be close to you the whole time.”
“What is the show about?”
“I get married to a perfect stranger and if we last six months we split a million,” I explained.
“What? Okay, and if you don’t last?”
“The person giving up gets five hundred thousand, and the other gets nothing,” I replied.
“Wow, you better be the first one giving up,” she laughed.
She was excited for me, I could tell, yet as I sat there I watched her face go from smiling to sad. She turned her head and looked out the window, trying to hide her reaction. My mother was my best friend, so it was really difficult for her to hide anything from me.
“What’s wrong, Mom?”
“I just don’t want you to do this for the money,” she said. “I don’t want my daughter to be worrying so much about the financials. I mean, I know I can’t work anymore, and I never had good enough jobs to really save up a nest egg, but I don’t want you to make huge decisions about your life and career because you are worried about the bills.”
“It’s not just for the bills,” I said, shaking my head. “Think about the exposure that this could get me. It would be so nice to walk into auditions and have something solid on my list, you know? To be there with more than a commercial and minor theatre. And the money, it would help me too. I would be able to take more auditions because you would be able to do your treatments with ease. I wouldn’t have to pick up odd jobs to make sure the bills were paid. This will only help me grow as an actress. And yeah, getting these bill collectors off my ass that would be nice too, but it’s not just for you, it’s for me, too.”
My mother looked at me with a raised eyebrow, obviously not believing my spin on it, but that was okay, I was determined to do the show either way. I loved my mother more than anyone in the world. Not only was she my mom, but she was my best friend too, the person I could go to with any problem, any question. My father was gone before I was even born, and I had never heard here nor there from him. My mom had battened down the hatches and raised me as a single mother, in an incredibly expensive city, working two jobs. She never let me go without things, and always made sure that I never had to deal with being called the poor kid or anything like that. I had nice clothes, food on the table and she was always there, no matter how tired she was, to give me advice.
She had always had a rare kidney disease, but as she was getting older, it was becoming more troublesome. She required dialysis three times a week, and she was on the waiting list for a new kidney. The list was long, and I knew that, but I was determined to keep her going until the day we got word. I would have gladly given her one of mine, but the one thing my father left me with was an incompatible blood type. That would be the case too, since he had done nothing but try to screw up my mother’s life when she got pregnant. My mom was my hero, the person I’d looked up to my whole life and now it was my turn, to take care of her. She deserved the best, and that was what I was trying to give her. She may not like it, but that was my mission and there was nothing she could do to talk me out of it.
Five hundred thousand dollars was not chump change, it was far more than I had ever seen or every really thought of in my life. It was an amount that could completely push us into a new place in our lives. I could pay off all the hospital bills, the credit cards and the overdue payments on the utilities for starters. Then I could pay off the second mortgage we took in order to be able to afford life when she went into the hospital the first time. Hiring some help would allow me to provide my mother with a better quality of life. This would be the difference between living our lives always on the verge of drowning versus confidently staying afloat. This was by far the best chance I had at stopping the drowning and provided us both some peace.
As I drove the car to our house, I thought about the premise of the show. I was actually going to get married, and I didn’t have a clue who the guy was going to be. I didn’t care about the looks or anything, I just hoped he was a decent enough human being that I could stand to live in the same house with him for six months. I also hoped that whoever he was, he was planning on going the whole way, because I was in it to win it.