Chapter 10“We killed in previews." Grinning, Luanne leaned back in the chair in her makeshift dressing room—a converted classroom complete with blackboards on the walls. "I think the show will be a smash." She swept her hand in an arc overhead, tracing an invisible theater marquee. "Belladonna: The Bella Willow Musical."
Dunne smiled and nodded, unimpressed. The previews she was talking about had been staged at Weeping Willows conventions—not exactly Broadway audiences.
"Then there's my product line," said Luanne. "'You Bella Believe It' clothes and cosmetics. Well, you wouldn't believe how much money we make every time we do a show on the Shopit Channel!"
"That's wonderful." Hannahlee smiled pleasantly and nodded.
"But enough about me," said Luanne. "What have you been doing,
