The waiting time stretched into hours. By now, there were around thirty people in the room. The sun was starting to sink in the sky when finally the nice lad from the auditions – Jack? Elizabeth had never been good at recalling names – burst in, looking full of energy and very excitable. He began by congratulating everyone on getting through the first audition.
‘You’re here because we’re impressed with your vocals,’ he said, opening his arms out wide. ‘So this is your chance to wow us even further. Just do your best and well done on getting this far.’
Jack bounced out of the room and was replaced by the flustered-looking creative director, who proceeded to consult her clipboard then shouted out a name.
Elizabeth settled back on her seat, resigned to the fact that as her surname began wi
