Chapter 49

Charlotte came in a few minutes later, followed by John.

“Cheryl told us about your new job,” John started while he was getting his viola out of its case. “It sounds exciting.”

Charlotte agreed. “Yes, wow. How did you get that job?” We continued to tune our instruments.

“I met an agent while I was on vacation and he told me he had a client who was looking for a musician to be in their ads. We’ve been filming for the last three days. I was exhausted last night.”

“When are we going to see something?” Charlotte asked.

“They want to get it out for Christmas.”

“Don’t you have pictures to show us?” John wanted to know.

“Maybe tonight after the gig,” I said, smugly.

“You have them with you?” Charlotte’s eyes were saucers.

I didn’t answer, just sat there with a very self-satisfied calmness.

John got up, picked up Charlotte’s and his own instrument case in one hand, then picked up mine and took them to a storage room not far away.

Cheryl rushed in.