Chapter 8
Monday morning, Marie saw a car pull to a stop in front of the Windsor Opera Company offices. Jackie got out of the passenger seat, bent down to talk to whoever was in the driver’s seat, then stood up and hurried around the car to the sidewalk. She turned back and blew a kiss to the driver, who waved and shouted “love ya,” as he drove away, his arm waving wildly.
Then she saw Marie walking up the block. She smiled happily and waved cheerfully.
“Hello!” she called.
Marie waved back and walked a little faster to meet her at the entrance.
“How was your weekend?” Jackie asked as Marie held the door for her.
“Real good,” Marie replied. “And yours?”
“You wouldn’t believe. We were standing in line at the movies, and someone recognized me from the item in the paper. I got asked fo
