Chapter 33

“What did you say?”

“I said only one person there knew the truth and it was going to stay that way.”

There was silence.

“Who was the one person?”

I looked at them in awe. “I’m not going to kiss and tell!” I had to change the subject. “Oh, and I met Elizabeth White.”

“Elizabeth White? Isn’t she the money behind the Phil?”

“Yes. She said she heard us in Boston and was very impressed.”

They all gasped.

“Is she going to give us money?”

I smiled as I shook my head in wonder. “I didn’t ask. We were at a party! Now, aren’t we here to practice?”

They sighed as we picked up our instruments.

* * * *

Car called Thursday morning.

“How are you, Sweetheart?”

“I’m fine,” I told her. “The quartet still wants me. We had a rehearsal last night.”

“See? You worried for nothing.”

“I guess so. But our violist found a picture in a tabloid. They asked me about it.”

“What was the picture?”