Sundays With Ingrid
“Can we pause right there for a sec?” said Jill, not long after. “In my script, Brucie, that line doesn’t read, ‘I am Oz, the great and terrible and oh so cool.’ It just says ‘the great and terrible.’”
“That’s called ad-libbing,” said Brucie.
“Let’s stick to the script for now,” said Jill.
“Jawohl,” said Brucie.
Stacy whacked him again, actually hard enough to hurt. Brucie didn’t bat his eyes this time. Things went smoothly after that.
Just before the end of the rehearsal, Ingrid saw a little old man coming down one of the side aisles. Hey, Mr. Samuels.
“Ms. Monteiro?” he said.
“Hi, Mr. Samuels,” said Jill.
“I’m going to be doing a piece on The Xmas Revue this year,” he said. “Any chance I could snap a few rehearsal photos?”
“Free ink?” said Jill. “Fire away.”
“You showbiz types,” said Mr. Samuels, taking a camera from his coat pocket.
He came close to the stage, took pictures as they rehearsed. Ingrid made sure to block out his presence completely, although she did allow a dazzling yet somehow mysterious smile to play across her face from time to time. Yes, she was a showbiz type.
Only when Jill said, “That’s all for today,” did Ingrid remember the braces and clamp her mouth shut. Too late.
From Behind the Curtain.
Spence: We seem to have reached our goal over at the FB page. Thanks, everyone! We’ll post about the contest tomorrow.
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