By Kathryn Miller Haines
It really is difficult capturing for stardom whilst there is a conflict on. yet Rosie's obtained adequate pluck for 2: she's prepared to stumble round in a Broadway dance refrain that she has no correct to be part of, in a musical that is bought "flop" written in every single place it. And all of the whereas, she's caring approximately her missing-in-action soldier boyfriend, who hasn't written in months. in recent years, she's additionally been preserving undesirable corporation along with her mob-muscle buddy, Al, who is dabbling in a bunch of shady money-making firms during this time of shortages and rationing. yet regardless of his illicit line of labor, Al's no killer. while the police officers finger him for his girlfriend's homicide, Rosie and Jayne, her shut compatriot/fellow castmate, got down to transparent enormous Al's identify, and plunge into an elaborate behind the curtain drama that includes a bevy of suspiciously well-dressed wannabe starlets. however the plot might quickly be taking one other deadly flip, bringing a last curtain down on Rosie, Jayne, and all their strong intentions.
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Very vell. If zis is vat I am stuck vith, ve vill have to vork twice as hard and twice as long. ” I didn’t know who he was, though it didn’t take Einstein to figure out that our motley crew had been assembled to make Maureen’s life more difficult. Out of retaliation, she had us begin the day by performing the same routine the elf had given us at the audition. We didn’t get halfway through it before she pounded the cane on the floor and told us to stop. “It is clear you are not ready to dance. ” And valk we did.
Words we couldn’t hear were delivered with a smile we didn’t believe, which sent Minnie bustling in our direction. She fumbled in her pockets, pulled out a coin, dropped it into the Coca-Cola machine, then rushed back to Ruby with the icy dope in hand. ” said Jayne. The elf interrupted any further observations. “Ladies and gentleman! ” With the speed of an auctioneer he read off digits that most of us forgot we’d been assigned. I read Jayne’s chest and squealed as her number was called only to realize that my pal was frozen with fear, her eyes locked on my own number.
Zat is not ze vay ve do it,” she said. “You must connect each movement to the next one. ” She clapped her hands to mark the time. “Schnell, schnell, schnell! ” Maureen ordered Mrs. Fentswallow to quadruple the tempo and smiled at our fear-stricken faces. With a snap she ordered us back into the opening pose. ” The music took on the rapid, looming quality of a bad dream after a Friday night drunk. Delbert and I tried to keep up, but the practicality of doing the same number of things in a quarter of the time struck that part of my brain that attempts to be logical as impossible.