Chapter 20
On the afternoon of opening night, I hosted impromptu “Break a Leg” cocktails on my deck. Katie had awakened me to the possibility that Chris might not be on the edge of his seat to meet Josh, so I arranged to meet Josh at the theater half an hour before curtain, but Chris, Marzipan, Benji, and even Ace passed the early part of the afternoon sipping gin and tonics with me and Katie on my deck. Phillippa didn’t feel like she could spare the time away from the theater, and Benji and Ace really only stayed for a quick drink and a bite of the goat cheese and caramelized onion bruschetta Chris had “thrown together.” Chris, it had been decided by Katie, Benji, and Marzipan, was too nervous to be allowed to spend the afternoon at the theater freaking out over minor details that it was
