Chapter Six
The Audition
Wanting too much can lead to a missed opportunity.
When Agnus arrived home, the first person she told was Lesley. Lesley was standing on their patio staring out onto the loch lapping in the wind. The waves were high and often crashed onto the carpark below by the community hall.
“They didn’t even tell me about the auditions,” she muttered.
“Did they not?” said Lesley sheepishly.
“He said he had.”
“Hmmm.”
“I feel like a fool,” muttered Agnus.
“Maybe now you’ll listen to me,” said Lesley, tossing a crust at a seagull.
Deirdre walked onto the panto carrying three large gins. “The teapot’s got some good lines,” she said. “And you’ve got the legs for it.”
“There is more to life than soya and panto,” muttered Lesley with a cold look at Deirdre.
“And I heard t
