CHAPTER SIXTY ONE

In the world of the Hunchback, the lonely bell ringer had fallen in love with the gypsy dancer Esmeralda. Although she cared for the misshapen creature, her heart was captured by another -- the armor wearing Captain Phoebus. Wherever she turned, the one villain who could destroy her life, Claude Frollo, was always there.

Strangely enough, Tegwen somehow felt like she could relate to the story. Despite this, her mood had greatly improved by the time Act One had finished, due primarily to a familiar face in the cast.

"I don't believe it!" She squeaked at Megavolt as soon as the house lights were bright enough to read by. "Gimme yer program!" She grabbed it from him before he could even offer it and she flipped through the pamphlet frantically.

"What?" Megavolt groaned.

"My God!" Tegwen giggled gleefully, still keeping her voice down. "Esmeralda is my old math teacher! I didn't know she was one of the Germaine sisters!"

Megavolt rolled his eyes. "And the last name didn't clue you in? Just hush up before we get in trouble!"

"Oh, would you let that rest? It's intermission; nobody's going to care that we're talking now," she said, swatting Megavolt on the arm with the Playbill. "And her name was Miss West. Germaine must be a stage name or something."

Imagine that, Megavolt thought smugly. Finally, something that makes that girl smile. Tegwen's smile faded, though, as another voice intruded on their conversation.

"Maybe she got married between then and now. That could account for the name change."

"Then why would she have the same name as her sister after she changed it, Gabe? We're not in Utah, y'know." Tegwen snapped before standing to stretch. "So, what're you doing here, anyway?"

Gabriel blinked. "Um, I came to see the play. What is it with you? Am I not allowed in any public establishments?"

"Hey --" Tegwen replied defensively. "I wasn't telling you to go away this time. I was just wondering if you're on a date or something with jerkface over there . . ."

Gabriel laughed derisively. "A date? Hardly! Look at him, he's fast asleep."

Tegwen snorted. "Must be a real party animal -- he can't even make it through intermission before conking out."

"Aw yeah."



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