The Luna Choosing Game
I wanted to help Susie, and I couldn’t do that by losing my temper at Bridget.
Besides, Bridget did seem earnest in this. She probably didn’t even realize what she was doing when I got the maid role. And she probably did want to help Susie, like Tiffany did.
What they didn’t understand was they were pushing the poor girl into an anxiety attack.
“We aren’t trying to ruin your show,” I said. “But there are certain conditions that you don’t know about. Susie has stage fright.”
Bridget laughed. “Everyone does. Go on, Susie. Just give this scene one shot, okay? You’ll see how easy it is, and we won’t talk about this again.”