Chapter Fifty-Four
Rita drew me a cartoon of the two Opera managers standing on their hands and knees, with long donkey ears and donkey tails, eating out of the palm of my hand, while the other hand held a whip. I thought it was greatly amusing and told her to write her signature underneath it and date it, and hung it up over my desk. Meg declared proudly that the Opera deserved it and that she stood by me in my decision, her head held proudly in defiance of her mother. Madeleine and Christine were not pleased, though Madeleine berated me until I yelled back at her that she wasn’t my mother, recalled to her the f**kery that the managers just pulled on Rita with trying to send her off back to her family, they were lucky I didn’t poison one of them. They needed to be reminded of why the Phantom of the Oper
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