Chapter Seven
The Best Birthday in my Life
Elizabeth wanted to drop me off in front, but since the theater space was on a dangerous block, I insisted on staying with her. After finding a parking space a couple of long blocks away, we ran as fast as we could, holding hands and laughing the whole way. We entered the hotel, passing a few vagrants and drug addicts lounging in the lobby, who stared at Elizabeth in her black sexy dress as we hurried by. We ran down the dank, dimly lit stairway to the basement and I arranged to use one of my comps to get Elizabeth into the performance. She sat in the audience of mostly friends and family of the cast, along with a few others who made the mistake of entering an experimental theater that smelled of the unwashed. I threw my costume on backstage wit
