Chapter 8

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s time i finally arrived, and i sao miss garber and , off to one side, over by tains.

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“; i said. “hello, reverend . . . miss garber.”

jamie tued to me.

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i glanced around tage nervously.

“im sorry about t nig; i began. “i kno your feelings, and i o hem.”

s me, as if wondering wo believe me.

“did you mean t; she finally asked.

“i in a bad mood, ts all. i get sort of imes.“ i knew i really answered ion.

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for t time t nigo smile.

“t; suing to face me.

“jamie?”

jamie tued. “yes, miss garber?”

“i t ready for you.“ miss garber ioning h her hand.

“ive got to go,“ so me.

“i know.”

“break a leg?“ i said. iso be bad luck. ts o “break a leg.”

i let go of ;e both will. i promise.”

after t, ready, and our separate icated, considering t it ed in beaufort, e dressing rooms t made us feel as if ual actors, as opposed to students.

my costume, the dressing room.

earlier in ts taken so t tered, and i ting dressed whe door unannounced.

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“so,“ eric said ;o do?”

i looked at ; do you mean?“ i asked.

“about tupid. you gonna flub up your lines or something?”

i s;no.”

“you gonna knock t; everyone kne the props.

“i planned on it,“ i ansoically.

“you mean youre going to do traight up?”

i nodded. t even occurred to me.

me for a long time, as if he were seeing someone hed never seen before.

“i guess youre finally gro; last. coming from eric, i sure ended as a compliment.

eit.

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so i did t i could to put it out of my mind as i did t feer, by t of small, and t as acular or anytains for act t time everyone pitc all costs.

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sly like an angel.

i knotle, and i just stood t seemed like a long time, so silence, until i suddenly remembered t i o deliver. i took a deep breat it out.

“youre beautiful,“ i finally said to orium, from t to my friends in t i actually meant it.

id nailed t line for t time.