A young woman walked down the crowded street. Her audition went better than she thought and she was offered an ensemble role. A fresh start far away from her country home in Ireland, "I'll be a star... That'll show poppa." She hated leaving behind her sister and mother, but she didn't have a choice. Poppa couldn't understand that she was more than just an innkeepers daughter... So, she snunk away to London; a place a girl could be remade.
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In the shadows a man watched her.
She didn't seem any different than all the other women walking the street, but yet he saw something; potential. She had auditioned for his theater manager Charles and he offered her a small role in the current production.
He made up his mind. She would be his. "Excuse me miss; I believe that you dropped this." He approached her.
The young woman turned facing him; he was handsome, but she was no fool, "I thank you, but that isn't mine."
The man grinned, "You caught me. I saw your audition and had to meet you. Michael Montgomery."
The woman blushed, "Margaret Shannon."