Page 30 of Pervade London
“Just want someone who is upbeat and supportive of you, that’s all.”
“He supports my career.”
“Good.” Kitty peeled off a curl from her paper cup. “You’re living with him now?”
“Yes, we’re on Baker Street.”
“Oh, I love Baker Street.”
“Me too, so very Sherlock Holmes.”
“Nice flat?”
“More than nice. There’s a great view of the shops from our sitting room window. I want you to visit. Let me talk to him about a good day to have you over.”
“I’d love that. Are you in that modern building that just sprang up in Regent’s Park?”
“No, it’s that old-fashioned building with gorgeous architecture. He has lovely taste.”
“Oh, I think I know it.” She flicked her fingers to show it was on the tip of her tongue.
I answered for her. “Gordon House.”
“Oh, he’s rich then!” She laughed.
“I don’t know about that.”
Kitty gave a thin smile. “How’s your studies?”
“Great.” I leaned forward. “Mr. Penn-Rhodes set me up with my audition for the London Symphony Orchestra. This Friday.” Even as I spoke those words, I could hardly believe them.
“Wow. Exciting. How do you feel about it?”
“Really good, actually.”
“You’ll blow the competition out of the water.”
“I hope so.”
“And then you’ll go on to the next audition?”
“Yes.” I sat back. “You know about the process?’
“Let’s meet for drinks on Wednesday. We’re going to Dandelyan.”
“We?”
“Some friends. It’ll be a girls’ night out.”
“Oh, okay.”
“It’s my birthday, actually.”
“Then I can definitely go.” It was her birthday, after all.
“It’s two nights before your audition so it won’t interfere with it.” She reached over and squeezed my hand. “You’re talented, Em. No matter what happens, you’ll always have your music.”
“What does that mean?”
