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Run – Chapter 4
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They stood in front of the box office. “Good fashion sense and tragedy. How can I resist?”
By then, they’d made it to the teller in the window who asked Lauren, “Name please?”
“Dennis. Bo Dennis.”
Kenzi’s eyes grew wide with irritation. “That’s the name you used? Seriously?”
“Just one last time, Kenz. I promise.” Lauren took the tickets out of the envelope and reviewed them.
“Where are we sitting?”
“Center. First row. Ready?
Kenzi waved her arm with a small flourish as they walked toward the inner doors of the theater. “My lady.”
They smiled at each other. They survived the walk, dirty puddles, and memories of Bo that seemed to muddy everything. For the next two hours, they hoped they could forget and just see themselves as happy survivors, glad to have made it through one more day, one more memory.
The houselights went out moments after they sat in their seats, which, as Lauren had said, were in the front row and so close to the stage that even during blackout they were fully illuminated by the stage lights.
Lauren leaned to Kenzi on her left, whispering, “Try not to fall asleep. We’re in the sight line of the actors and they probably can see us.”
After several scenes into the play, Hamlet entered, familiar. In black as he always was. The soul patch and untamed hair. This was no costume at all. The voice sealed it in his first words, ”A little more than kin, and less than kind.” It is a line meant to be spoken as an aside, not to the other characters, but to the knowing audience as if to say, This is our secret. The actor-playing Hamlet spoke his line looking up at the highest row, roaming the house and lowering his gaze tier by tier until his gaze fell upon the rows closest to the stage. His eyes stopped a moment, twinkling, but neither woman knew if it was the character or the man who made eye contact with them. Kenzi and Lauren held their collective breaths.
Kenzi felt rage rising within her. “Holy shit balls.”
Lauren grabbed Kenzi’s hand in a panic. “Good God.”
There was more than one ghost in this play. Peering directly at them with a mixture of menace and melancholy, stood the man they could never figure for friend or foe: Vex.
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Yes I was right chapter 2 and 3 are the wrong way around but still no biggie,Vex in hamlet ok ill bite but surely they will have herd about the dimise of pirripus , evony and rainer by now and can make there way home.