#Chapter 246: Watch The Door

“Maid! Oh, where is my maid!” Bridget called from the center of the ballroom that was once again our makeshift stage. The real stage was currently being worked on at the far end of the room. Occasionally the sound of hammers or saws would cut through our rehearsal. Bridget said my cue, so I’m forced now to move to the center of the stage. “My true lover will be here in a moment. Maid, please! You must help me. Keep watch at the door, and if anyone comes, you must let us know!” Here came my one line of the entire show. “At once, Mistress.” We were playing the parts we were born to play, Bridget had said. Thanks a lot. The script dictated that I moved toward the door but stay on screen, so I moved toward the edge of where our fake-stage was. At this point, Nicholas’s character was supposed to climb through a window to see Bridget’s character. Since the set was still being worked on, Nicholas just walked up instead. “Oh! There he is! My love!” Bridget held open her arms. Her eyes w