other productions.
When the receiving line had broken up, she and Tonya talked to Leah in backstage.
“You need a place to stay tonight?” Sossity asked.
“I’m going to spend tonight with my old boyfriend, Caleb. I used to date him until Lázaro muscled
his way in.”
“He was the male lead for the play?”
“Yep.”
“Very good looking guy,” Tonya commented.
“You bet he is. I met Lázaro at a party when I was dating Caleb. He came on so strong I dumped Caleb
for him. I didn’t like the way he treated me but I put up with it. The more he abused me, the more I
accommodated him. Caleb caught wind of it and wanted to confront him but I wouldn’t let him. I was
afraid Lázaro might come after him—though I’m sure Caleb could have taken care of him.” She smiled. “I
guess I was thinking too much Ophelia and too little Woman from Hell.”
“I know what you mean,” Sossity said.
They lingered, talking and drinking, until late. Finally they said good-byes. Sossity and Tonya climbed
in the Avanti and head