The following morning, the girls were awoken by a harsh knocking on the door.
"Go away!" Wendy shouted, then she cradled her head with her two arms to lessen the pain that rang through her temple and brain.
"What’s going on?" Lisa pulled herself to a sitting position, rubbed tired eyes, and tried to focus on the door.
Melissa crawled over her, opened the door and squinted in the bright sunlight. "Yes?" she said, staring at one of the Ring-boys whose agitation was more than evident. He flicked his eyes from left to right, uncomfortable to be seen loitering by the girls’ caravan.
"Lisa has rehearsal now. Hurry, hurry!" He sprinted away as though it was a matter of great urgency.
Melissa turned to Lisa, "Did you hear that? Rehearsal, now!"
Lisa flopped back onto the pillow. "Great! That
