After a successful showing of Grease the musical, the cast heads out to celebrate at Gary’s tavern. Backstage a light is still on. Abigail is putting the last of the Pink Lady jackets in garment bags and hanging them up.
The cast already knows better than to ask Abigail to after parties, or anything not related to the theater. Mrs. Schafer crept backstage, she poked her frizzy head into the prop room.
“Abby? Hello!” Mrs. Schafer announced.
Abby turned and smiled.
“I didn’t want you to think I was a ghost,” Mrs. Schafer said as she held her hands up and wiggled her fingers.
“You know I don’t believe in all of that Mrs. Schafer. Besides, I’ve spent enough late nights here I know all the sounds this old theater makes,” Abigail said as she smiled.
Mrs. Schafer smiled back and pushed up t
