Foam Statue of Liberty hats in hand, my right foot encased in gauze and an ace bandage, Fadi and I made it to the front door of the theatre just as intermission was ending. We nestled in next to Collin as the curtain lifted to Eponine from “Les Miserables.”
“How do you feel, mom?”
“A little sore. Fadi stayed the whole time, even at x-ray.”
“On my own, / Pretending he’s beside me,” Eponine began to sing on stage.
“He was really scared,” Collin added.
“More scared than me.”
“Shh,” Fadi whispered.
Just like in the movies.
“More scared than me.”
“Shh,” Fadi whispered.
Just like in the movies.
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