Chapter 3: The Wait
Mme Giry waited in the practice room for Marissa's return. As she waited, she thought about things that could happen, should Marissa's decision be no. She continued to pace back and forth. Her long blonde hair, starting to turn gray here and there hung down her back. She looked just like any other Giry woman had in the past. The Giry's were proud of theor heritage and so kept the name in profession. She was married and had a daughter, but rarely ever was called by her married name.
If Marissa chose not to take this role. It could mean possibly auditioning those who knew the part really well and open a couple of weeks later than intended. First they would have to announce to the cast that they neede people who knew the part and then might have to replace the person who got it. That is, if they could find anyone who knew the part.
Another possibility is that they would have to reaudition people and wait until someone new learned the part fully. This could take months longer and restart the whole reopening process they have already taken months to prepare for. All that time gone to waste.
If she says no, they could also wait for Bianca to heal properly. This could actually take years depending on if she takes care of it the way the doctors told her to. Ideally, she could be ready in a matter of months, but there were people who were excited to see the long aniticipated show tonight.
She continued to pace back and forth as these same thoughts continued rushing through her mind. She could only hope that Marissa said yes. If she said yes and soon, things would fall perfectly into place.
Dorine walked into the practice room. "Mama, where's Marissa? I was gonna ask her if she wanted to get some lunch with me."
"She's already gone to get lunch, Dorie, she will hopefully be back soon." Mme Giry replied to her.
Dorine thought for a moment. "Has she made a decision yet? I know this has been real hard on her."
Mme Giry smiled, knowing Dorine cared for her best friend very much. "No, she hasn't and yes, it has been very hard on her, which is why I sent her to lunch."
Dorine looked up at her mother, knowing this whole siituation was stressing her out as well. "Don't worry, mama, she will make the right decision. Whatever it turns out to be, it will be the best one."
"You're right, as always, Dorie," Mme Giry lopoked at her daughter with pride. "you have always had this about you, you always know the right thing to say."
"I wouldn't know if it was the best thing to say, mama, but it's the truth. I don't want to tell you Marissa will say yes, because I honestly don't know. Whatever her decision is, it will be the best decision" Dorine said to her mother.
As Dorine left the practice room to head toward the kitchens, Mme Giry thought about what her daughter had said. Yes, whatever Marissa's decision, it will be the best decision. If she says no, it will be a pain for the whole opera house, but if she doesn't really want to do it and she does, it wouldn't be the best thing for anyone.
She paced and waited longer for Marissa to return. She hoped she would return in enough time, but of course time wasn't moving as quiclkly as Mme Giry felt it was. She hadn't been gone but about forty-five minutes and would probably not be gone much longer. Her daughter had really helped her out. Her stress eased a bit. She was still worried about what Marissa's decision would do to the opening. She realized however that what could seem like a bad thing might really not be as bad as it seems.
To get her mind off of things, Mme Giry sat down and started writing a letter to Marissa, telling exactly how she felt. Marissa, of course, would never get the letter, but it gave Mme. Giry a way to get her feelings out completely.
Marissa,
I know that this decision is very hard for you to make and I know why it is. You have a heart of gold and keep thinking of what it would do for the opera house if you said no. Please put those thoughts aside. Only do this if you really want to. If you do, that's great. I know you would do well, I know you would be a star.
Yes, it will of course be hard on us if you decide not to go through with it. If you don't go through with it there are so many new worries the opera house will have to go through. Possibly reauditioning and retraining a new actress to play the part all the way to waiting for Bianca's return.
Also know that if you decide now isn't the right time, but decide you can handle it later, by all means, tell us. It would help us out more than you know. It doesn't matter if we have someone else almost trained, you know the part better than anyone does, other than Bianca, herself.
If you decide yes, I honestly hope it is what you really want. I don't want you doing something you do not want to do just because it will save us time and energy and will help us open on time. We want you to know you are ready and can handle it without any problems at all.
If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. I am completely here for you and will help you in any way I can. I just want you to know that you should be ready and not worrying about us along the way.
I hope this helps you to make the right decision.
Mme. Charlemaigne Giry
After she finished writing the letter, Mme Giry read it over a couple of times and smiled, then folded it up and put it in her pocket. She didn't want Marissa to actually see the letter, she just wrote it for the purpose of getting some of the stress taken off. It had really helped her too. She went back to waiting for Marissa to return. She wanted to know if Marissa was any closer to a decision than she was before.
As she stuck the letter into her pocket, she heard a sound outside. Either Marissa had returned, or someone else was here to talk to her. She waited as the door opened and smiled as she saw the long curly brown hair and the piercing green eyes. Marissa had returned, and she was smiling as she came in the room and said "Mme. Giry, I have made my decision."
Notes: Sorry guys, I decided to make chapter three the same time from another point of view and postpone the decision being announced once more. I hope you guys don't hate me, especially Travis, who after reading chapter 2 told me repeatedly to "start writing."
