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That Sunday, Simon showed up early to the auditorium, pushing a gray heavy-duty cart full of paint cans in tow. Tucked in between the cans were the sketches he’d worked on during the all-nighter.
Yvonne had texted both him and Remy that she had some business to take care off but she’d be there as soon as possible
As flighty and slightly odd the girl seemed to be, especially around him, Simon had also found her enthusiasm for this project rather charming, and her reliability refreshing. The way she’d adapted to walking as many dogs as she had was admirable.
It did things to him that he couldn’t quite explain.
Before he could ride that train of thought any longer, he put it in the back of his mind, though not quite out of it, and unloaded the cart onto the stage.
As he worked, more and more of the cast and crew flitted into the space, including Remy, who had been able to source some hockey sticks for the makeshift sleds.
Rehearsal commenced soon after – today was a stumble-through day- and Simon felt a slight twinge of alarm during the tea party scene; Yvonne still hadn’t shown up. Just when he was wondering what they were going to do about the Queen of Hearts...
The doors burst open, and at their center was Yvonne Rogers.
Simon was immediately suffused with relief...
Which became confusion, and then utter horror, as he realized what she’d brought with her:
An assortment of dogs, a dozen strong.
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