They all slept late the next morning, but then it was off to rehearsals as usual.
“Hey,” Johann said as he and Marie put on their cloaks in the room off the kitchen, “are you all right? You’ve been avoiding me.” He brushed a curl away from her face. “I just wanted to see how you are after the revelations of yesterday.”
She ducked her head away from his almost-caress. “I’m fine.”
He dropped his hand to his side although his fingers wanted to gently turn her face up to his and claim a kiss. Why did she seem so soft and encouraging one moment and so cold a day later? “You don’t seem fine. Are you and your mother not speaking?”
“I’m not talking to her until she’s ready to tell me the entire truth. I feel that she’s withholding some crucial piece of information from me so she can continue t
