Should I Go Behind the Curtain?

I almost ignored the note when it showed up. I’m not fond of notes signed “Anonymously Yours.” Even if they do smell of ink and flowers. I don’t trust them. I don’t see any reason to listen to them.

The more I thought about it, however, the less I could ignore the note. Why I should do as it said, I didn’t know. It’s not like writer really gave me anything to go on. And did I actually care about whatever was behind the curtain? But it could be something to do with Edwina Kiernan’s new release. Did that mean I had to go?

When I finally talked myself into going and eventually arrived in front of that curtain, my stomach turned. What was I doing? Why was I doing it? What could possibly be so important behind that sheet of velvet?

I glanced around. No one had seen me. I took a step forward. What was I going to do when I got back there? Why had I been foolish enough to come all alone?

Did I hear voices? I felt certain that I did. They issued from behind the curtain. I took a step nearer, but I couldn’t decipher the words. One voice belonged to a woman.

Denise had warned me that a security guard made her leave when she came. I glanced around again. No one. Cautiously, I reached out my hand and took hold of the curtain, taking yet another step nearer.

“What are you doing back here?” I spun around, staring at the woman on the other end of the stage. She seemed familiar.

I thought I heard something fall. Music burst out from somewhere. If you could call it music. Really, someone was probably tuning their cello and their violin. At the same time.

I glanced back at the curtain, my hand still holding onto it. Did I dare?

The woman called out something else, but I couldn’t understand a single word she said. She took a few steps toward me.

I took to my heels and ran.

Only later, did it occur to me that the reason she looked familiar was because I knew her name. It was Marji Clubine. Of course. Perhaps I hadn’t needed to run after all. Unless that meant all the more reason to run.

It’s too late to figure that out. Besides, I needed to go enter her giveaway, before it was too late…

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