Chapter 14 Rehearsal Crashers

(Lydia)

I cleared my throat.

“There is a fair behavior in thee, captain,” I said, “And though that nature with a beauteous wall doth often close in pollution, yet of thee I will believe thou hast a mind that suits with this thy fair and outward character.”

We were practicing Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night. Randy, a new recruit, had come to me for help with memorizing his scenes. I didn’t mind it at all. In fact, I rather enjoyed applying my experience as an acting teacher here. Randy was an excellent student; he was gifted but he required polishing. I was happy to provide that push.

Randy took a deep breath and began to speak, but was interrupted by a deranged screeching.

“You!” declared the high-pitched voice. I looked beyond the stage towards the door and gaped as Sarah pounded towards me, her eyes wild and her mouth frothing. Her blonde hair was undone and her under-eyes were dark.

“You stole my man away from me!” she bellowed, standing before the stage.

“Sarah,” I responded calmly, r