Too bad it was buried before Shakespeare," Darren continues. "This stage never saw the likes of Romeo or Macbeth."
I whirl around to face him in horror. "No no no no no, don't say the word!"
"What word? Macbeth?"
"'Angels and ministers of grace defend us,'" I mutter, turning from him and heading for the exit.
"Pippa, what are you doing?" he asks, right on my heels.
I stop inside the tunnel and he bumps into me, clutching my elbows to steady me.
"I'm sorry," I say, shaking my head as embarrassed laughter overtakes me. "Theater background. Superstitious bunch."
"You're superstitious?" His rough voice echoes above our heads, so he leans in closer and says, "I didn't really see that coming."
"I'm usually not, but I guess that got ingrained. Everyone in my circle knows not to say that inside a theater."
"Bad luck, I take it?" he asks. I nod and he observes the place one more time before following me out. "Not to be insensitive to our surroundings or anything, but I think bad luck's already done its business here."
"Old habits…blow up in your face." I adjust my ponytail and try to concentrate on what's around us, but from the corner of my eyes I see Darren bite his lip. I'm not sure if he finds this new information about me endearing or insane."
I whirl around to face him in horror. "No no no no no, don't say the word!"
"What word? Macbeth?"
"'Angels and ministers of grace defend us,'" I mutter, turning from him and heading for the exit.
"Pippa, what are you doing?" he asks, right on my heels.
I stop inside the tunnel and he bumps into me, clutching my elbows to steady me.
"I'm sorry," I say, shaking my head as embarrassed laughter overtakes me. "Theater background. Superstitious bunch."
"You're superstitious?" His rough voice echoes above our heads, so he leans in closer and says, "I didn't really see that coming."
"I'm usually not, but I guess that got ingrained. Everyone in my circle knows not to say that inside a theater."
"Bad luck, I take it?" he asks. I nod and he observes the place one more time before following me out. "Not to be insensitive to our surroundings or anything, but I think bad luck's already done its business here."
"Old habits…blow up in your face." I adjust my ponytail and try to concentrate on what's around us, but from the corner of my eyes I see Darren bite his lip. I'm not sure if he finds this new information about me endearing or insane."
( Kristin Rae )
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