Fragments Chapter 11 Page 14

It’s fucking 2am.

“Didn’t see anything about it in the papers though.” He sounds slightly triumphant. I’ve stopped jumping. And smiling.

“ Nope. Didn’t make it in this week, should be in next weeks though.” Calmer

“Unlikely. This town isn’t big enough for the both of us, son.”

And then. He hangs up. Swear to God.

Nothing happens for a minute or two or three. In that time, you realise that everything is in place for this Monday at 8pm. That you can’t wait to bring laughter to packed houses. That this is really, really happening.

Then something wonderful happens.