Chapter 9
The next morning Vel, not getting much sleep- ran to the dance club. As she ran in to it, there lay a woman in the audience chairs. "Oh" Vel tried to be quiet, knowing getting some sleep after a show was important. The woman sat up though. She, also, had short back hair, a little smaller then Vel though, of course that could just be food deprivation. "Vhat do you vant?" she spoke in a strong German accent. "I'm looking for a job" Vel sat next to the woman. "Ah, come vith me" the woman walked hurriedly to an office. "Sit" Vel sat at a chair, in front of the desk. The German woman left, and a different woman came in. She had a big mile on and sat in the chair behind the desk. "Hello darling- I'm Sally Bowells" the woman stuck her hand out to shake. "Velma Kelly" Velma was quieter then usual, and didn't shake her hand. "Velma? Velma Kelly!" Sally stood. "Yes" Vel was worried. "Oh wow!" Sally sat. Well, of course I will give you a job! C'mon!" Sally walked as the light scarf she wore around her neck and draped over her shoulders started to slip. As Velma was trying to catch up, Sally smacked her in the face, while trying to straighten her scarf. Velma dropped to the floor with a thud.
A couple hours later Velma woke up with a gaze of her husband. As she came more "to", she saw her son, realized she was on a couch, then saw Sally. "Oh god" she shot up. "Oh no, no, no, hunny, you just relax. Clyde will stay with Sally and I am going to go out and try to get some… job someplace" Billy kissed her forehead gently. "Ok, ok Billy Vel fell asleep quickly. "Watch out for her" He told Sally, as Sally held Clyde's hand. "I will" "and don't hit her again" Billy joked. "Heh, heh, heh" Sally laughed phony. Billy left, and Sally turned to Clyde. "C'mon, let's let your mother rest" Sally whispered. Clyde followed Sally out into the main theater. Sally had to work, fix up the theater, get dressed, so she put Clyde to work. He was to clean up the audience seats, and get a quarter for it. He quickly started; "I will come and check on you soon" Sally spoke quietly, then headed to her dressing room. When Sally reached her room, there was Vel, waiting. "Your pretty good with kids" Vel forced out. "Yeah, I've had experience" she smiled walking to her vanity. "I see your doing better- that's good" Sally smiled looking at Velma through the vanity mirror. "Yeah so where are you from, you have an accent" Velma laid on the small couch. "Well, it's a long story. But, me and my to-be hubby were on our way from Berlin, Germany, to here. There were some Nazi raids on the stop between there and here. He was shot. He told me to go, to run, and I did—"Sally got quiet. "Hardest thing I did, leaving him there to die alone. That's when I knew getting to Amerika was even more important" Sally was almost finished. "How tragic" Velma frowned. "Anyway when I got out here, I found this place, and it was being run by the woman you met, she was just living here. I taught her some English and we fixed the place up." She turned to Velma. "I used to be a dancer in Berlin, so we re-opened for me, and money!" Velma was quiet for a minute. She stopped fiddling with the couch pillow. "Velma, are you alright- you got quiet" Sally sympathized. "I'm fine" Velma grunted. "So give me an act, I have been doing…" "Double acts, with Roxie! I've seen you two a bunch of times. I learn fast, show me the moves, and I can do them" Sally was eager. "No, we need a new dance, where's your pianist?" Vel stood. She was getting excited again, being able to dace again- and have a blast hopefully. "Oh, yeah… come on" Sally walked, Velma kept her distance so wouldn't get hit again. "Buck- the pianist" Sally smiled. "wow- nice to meet you" Buck shock her hand. "Yeah, I know" she smiled her biggest one, making Buck smile. "Ok enough. Lets get started" Velma jumped up on to the top of her piano. Showing off her guarder and ripped stockings. She was proud though, as Buck stared at her thigh. For the first few minutes she toned her voice, and warmed up. Buck looked, watched her the whole time. His eyes glowed, as she sang. Soon after they went through the music he had. They had to find a song, something powerful, but sweet, something, anyway. Velma sat next to him now, on the piano bench. Velma felt attracted to him, she wasn't sure why, he was kind of a scrawny man. Unlike Billy who was very handsome and… just different then Buck. Clyde watched, he sat in the chair he was cleaning and watched them. Velma's back was to Clyde, along with Bucks. Velma couldn't help but flirt, she took the pencil out of her hair to make a not on the music piece they had picked. She leaned n front of Buck, letting her, now longer hair, lightly tickle him. Clyde was young- but understood- he understood his mom was doing something wrong. Sally was heading toward the room where Vel and Buck were flirting, and where Clyde watched. Velma and Buck were chatting about what moves Vel should do at certain parts of the song. Velma lightly placer her left hand on Bucks knee, as she reached and pushed her self up to retrieve a pen from the other side of the piano. Buck watched her, as she was about to take her hand away, when Buck placed his hand on hers. She looked him, as she stopped her fidgeting. Clyde started to stand as Velma grew closer to the man, whom she by the by, had just met.
Sally walked in to the scene of everyone, naively, when she noticed and comprehended the situation. She couldn't let "little Clyde" see his mother kissing a man besides his father. Sally slammed the drawer of the cash register. She didn't think it would stop Velma and Buck, but it might distract Clyde for long enough, but, low and behold, everyone turned quickly to her. Velma pulled her hand away from Buck as she noticed that Clyde had been watching them. "Sorry" sally spoke to break the dead silence. "Dammit…" Velma got away from Buck. When Clyde turned back around he was surprised to find his mom gone. Sally disappeared too, she headed the back way to where Velma probably was. When sally got there Velma was sitting in Sally's chair, staring at herself in front of the vanity mirror. "Velma?" sally came up to her quietly, closing the door behind her. "Vel?" Sally came up behind her. Velma's eyes were cold, she just starred at herself, her hair matted, no make-up, skin dry. "Well, let me know if you need me" Sally started to head out of the room when Velma quietly spoke. "You know it's funny" she stopped. Sally came back to her. Sally sat on the couch that laid behind her. "What is?" "Well, when I met Charlie- my ex…" "I know "Sally said. Velma turned to her "I saw the papers" sally admitted. "…oh yeah, right. Well, after I kill…after Charlie was killed. I missed him, but hated him so. But then I met Billy, I thought he was the one. Now, there's Buck. I was coming on to him so much. How can I do that! How can I do all this! You would have thought I had learned my lesson—what's wrong with me" Velma broke down. Sally hugged her as Velma fell to the floor. Velma couldn't break down, she was Velma Kelly- hard as a rock pretty as ever. How could she let her self break like this? The two were there for an hour at least, when Velma finally got up. "Take a nap hun, don't worry" sally shut the door behind her.