Chapter six
"How is he holding up," Cynthia asked Renee as they stretch before rehearsal
" Good. Regarding." Renee said. "They arrested his dad early this morning."
"Pretty intimidating isn't it?" Cynthia said to Renee, walking on stage of the theater.
"Yeah," She replied, not knowing what to expect.
"Time for you two get ready," A voice came off to her left. It was Renee's own mom wearing a leotard of her own.
"Mom, I never expected you to be dancing," Renee said
"Why not. Renee, we have to have a talk with you in the dressing rooms?"
"Sure."
They walked into one of the dressing rooms. Renee then looked at the person working on the costumes for the nutcracker.
Renee cried out "Samantha?"
"Well, hello," She said.
Just then Richie walked in.
"You must be Richie," Samantha said, " So, how do you feel about doing the nutcracker?"
"A little scare but also a little excited."
"Well, I hope to see if you can dance just as good as Baryshnikov."
Richie blushed as he entered the dressing room to get change. Sitting on the dressing table was a new pair of ballet slippers with a note attached.
hope you do well
Mikhail Baryshnikov
It read
it was very unusual. Perhaps he could dance as good as Baryshnikov did, he thought
But all he wanted to do was just get through doing the Nutcracker