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To Make Her Smile
by Fate

     

Chapter Seven

So far, New York was every bit as exciting as Theresa had imagined it to be. Their limo had taken them on a brief tour of the city, and Theresa had eagerly taken in the sites. After driving past Central Park, she couldn’t contain her excitement any more.

"I wish I could spend a whole day here!" Theresa said, her face pressed up at against the glass, staring at the buildings and the traffic that past by them.

"I think I can do arrange for that. How about this Saturday?"

"Um…isn’t that the day of Gwen’s final dress fitting?"

Right. Gwen. His
FIANCÉE. How could he have forgotten?

"Right. And since you did design the dress, I suppose you have to be present for that. But how about Sunday?"

"Sunday would be great. A full day in New York, with the greatest guy in the world. What more could a girl ask for?"

The limo came to a stop. The chauffeur opened the door for them, and Theresa looked up to see where they were.

"The Imperial Theater.
Les’ Miserables. Oh, Ethan, I’ve been dying to see this forever!"

"I figured you would like it, seeing how much you loved Cinderella."

He took her arm and led her to the ticket booth.

"Here you go."

The ticket lady handed Ethan the stubs back and they walked inside.

It was a glorious site. Plush carpet and gorgeous lighting fixtures made the reception area very inviting.

"Do you want anything from the bar or the souvenir stand before we go in?"

Silly question. Ethan ended up buying her a program, a T-shirt, a button, a sticker, a CD, and a glass of wine before they finally made it to their seats. They had tenth row center seats. Theresa felt her stomach tighten with anticipation as the lights dimmed.

"If I forget to tell you later, Ethan, I had fun tonight."

She rested her arm on the armrest, and he worked up the courage to take her hand in his.

What is wrong with you, Crane? You’re just holding your best friends’ hand. It’s not like it means anything. Unless that kiss changes things…

The show was beginning.

Theresa sat upright in her chair until the intermission. She was completely enthralled. The love story that was building seemed very similar to her own life. Not to mention the fact that the score and the singing was incredible.

At intermission, Ethan was still clasping Theresa’s hand, loving the way it fit in his own. Ethan couldn’t believe the feelings he had been having today.

"Ethan, it’s wonderful! It may be a classic, but the way it still relates to real life is amazing."

"I agree. The political statements, the examination of the social class system…it’s still happening in society today, but to an even greater extreme."

Theresa just stared at him like he had two heads growing.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I’m talking about the love story. Two girls in love with the same guy. The guy loving the wrong girl, totally oblivious to the fact that the other girl is in love with him. It’s classic."

"You think that Cosette is wrong for Marius?"

"Well, yeah. Think about, Ethan. Eponine and Marius are great friends. Eponine loves Marius for what he is, not just his looks. I mean, really: Marius and Cosette falling in love the second they see each other? I think not. Love is based on everything that makes up a person, not just their looks or their status or their wealth or what they can offer. Love is about risks and losing yourself completely. Marius just laid eyes on Cosette. That’s lust. What he has with Eponine…it’s real."

Ethan contemplated what she said.

"Very true, Theresa. Oh look, the lights are flashing. It’s about to start up again."

On my own
Pretending he’s beside me
All alone
I walk with him ‘til morning

Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me

In the rain
The pavement shines like silver
All the lights
Are misty in the river

In the darkness
The trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me
Forever and forever

And I know
It’s only in my mind
That I’m talking to myself and not to him

And although
I know that he is blind
Still I say, there’s a way for us

I love him
But when the night is over
He is gone
The river’s just a river

Without him
The world around me changes
The trees are bare
And everywhere the streets are full of strangers

I love him
But everyday I’m learning
All my life
I’ve only been pretending

Without me
His world would go on turning
A world that’s full of happiness that I have never known

I love him
I love him
I love him
But only on my own

(From Les Miserables. Lyrics written by Herbert Kretzmer)

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