The Maestro by Miller C.J

Author:Miller, C.J.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-15T16:00:00+00:00

8

The Monarch School’s Christmas concert started promptly at seven. I’d been at school since the same time that morning and had drunk coffee that afternoon to keep myself going.

The administration wanted a complete program involving every student in the school. To their credit, they’d agreed some students could help with decorations and the set. Otherwise, the program would bore everyone to tears when it stretched close to four hours.

I’d taught the band students and the string quartet their pieces for the show. I lined up the children to walk into the auditorium and checked that they were presentable—socks folded neatly, shoes tied to prevent tripping, hair secured back. We only had two full-time and two part-time music teachers, and we were lucky many of our students had private instruction.

This year, we had an incredibly gifted vocalist in the high school with a big solo. It’d be one of the highlights of the night, a phenomenal experience for everyone. The first time she’d opened her mouth, I’d been startled by the crispness and brightness of her voice.

Despite not having set our dinner date, Lawrence Yates had shown up and waved. Brendan had caught sight of him and apparently recognized him.

Brendan folded his hands over his belly. “You know Lawrence Yates? He’s a huge supporter of music in this city.”

I wanted the credit but not to exaggerate our association. “We’re friendly. I invited him.”

“Maybe he’ll want to offer the school some of his support. Great job, Rae.” Brendan patted me on the back, and I mentally thanked Lawrence.

The students’ family and friends crowded into the auditorium and, for some of our high school students, their boyfriends and girlfriends from other schools. I took my place near the band and waited for the headmaster to introduce the program.

We started at three minutes after seven. At five minutes after seven, while the headmaster spoke, latecomers entered.

My heart stuttered in my chest and my knees went weak.

Kieran. Glory strode in behind him, rocking a short, tight, festive red dress. Her signature wild curls seemed tamer than usual, though no less stunning.

Kieran hadn’t shaved in a few days, and his beard gave him a tall, dark, and handsome vibe. Even in a hunter-green button-down and tie, he stood apart from the other guests decked out in blue, green, and red seasonal attire.

He sat in the last row in the back of the auditorium, and heads turned in his direction. People around him whispered, likely recognizing him and wondering why he was there. Some of the parents were aware of my connection to him, the professional one, anyway, but others would think about their children being scouted for their talent.

Being scouted by a world-class composer was the kind of opportunity this school had a reputation for.

But he’d come here to see me. No question in my mind.

We’d not spoken since the night after his Christmas party when he’d visited me in the early morning. I hadn’t been worried, though, not like I usually was when days passed without hearing from him.

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