Through the rest of the week, Marie was all business. She sang and acted, flirted a bit, laughed with the cast, and went from scene to scene. Jackie was the same. They stood in their spots and stage-kissed as written in the script. One night, they rode home together, but the two of them were too tired to go out to eat. Another night, Jackie had to stay to work with Vincent on her first aria.
On Thursday, they started with the performance right away, without any run-throughs. When that was over, the cast sat in the front of the audience and listened to Kent tell them how good the show was and how proud the whole production company felt.
“All right,” he said as he finished, “be here tomorrow in your first costume and makeup by six-thirty. We’ll do a warm-up and any corrections we need. The
