Her hair is flowing. Calming. Just like the advice she gives me opening night.
"Don't do what you feel like doing."
I stopped my pacing and looked at her.
"The more you give into your nerves the more they persevere."
I stop pacing and listen to the piano that's being played.
YOU ARE READING
The Diary of Margot Frank
Non-FictionA nonfiction account of a young girl's experiences in theatre, through vignettes.
