I pulled back so I could look at his face when I told him the news. “They’re sending a film crew, Andrew. And producers. They want to check out the town. We have an actual shot at this!”
His eyes widened, his mouth actually dropping open. “Heather Dale?” he whispered.
I nodded, barely able to stand still. “They want to come next week!”
“Oh my God!” Andrew grabbed my hands and started jumping up and down, pulling me along with him until I was laughing, feeling more than a little hysterical.
“What on Earth has gotten into the two of you?” Millie cried. “Stop this at once! This is a place of business!”
“You’re right,” Andrew said, grinning from ear to ear. “We should take this in to the mayor.”
“Absolutely not—” Millie began, but we both brushed straight past her. I knocked on Mayor Jones’ office, feeling giddy as I imagined his reaction.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Millie cried, right as the mayor called for us to come in.
Andrew squeezed my hand as we opened the door to see the Major Jones at his desk, eating a bagel and reading a magazine. Definitely hard at work. I turned to shut the door and saw Millie’s red face glaring at me, apparently ready to push us both out of the way.
“Don’t you have anything to do?” I asked sweetly. “I thought this was a place of business.”
And then I shut the door in her face, and turned to tell my boss the amazing news.