Marie hurried home with copies of her contracts in her purse. She was still lightheaded from all the good news. She’d sat with a very nice young man from Classical Presentations. He asked her about her background, where she was from, what she’d done in college, and several other questions. He said, with her resume, he had enough to write a very nice bio for her.
When she’d gotten a pot of coffee started, she reached for the land-line phone. Her mother answered on the third ring.
“Mom! I just came from my agent’s office. All the contracts are signed, and I’m on my way.”
“Congratulations, honey.”
“I got the lead in a Broadway Opera. I was so excited. I could barely sleep last night.”
“Oh, my gosh. That’s wonderful, darling. Did you get the money you wanted?”
“I got more than I wanted.
