While she had been in the library, people had arrived for work. The foyer inside the door was a mess of outdoor boots and molten snow, and someone had taken off with the pair of house shoes that she usually wore. The only pair left was much too big and the heels dragged on the ground when she walked. That earned her some raised eyebrows from the members of the orchestra as she crossed the downstairs hall.
Tolaki and the actors had ensconced themselves in the upstairs hallway, because It’s not as cold in here as on that stage, but the room was cramped and the group was in the way, especially since they had to speak loudly in loud projecting voices, and because they had to be able to hear each other over the sound of the orchestra which was rehearsing downstairs. Was she imagining things or
