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The two friends spent the summer writing on two fronts: the new skits they came up with on their trip to New York for the group and their plays. The theater group and their committed performances were honored, but as summer turned into fall then winter, serious work was done on the plays. Come spring, two plays were finished.
Over burgers and fries in their booth, at the local diner the friends worked on the logistics to perform one of the plays over the summer.
“I think you should direct it, Jillian. You’d be perfect. You have the talent and the vision to do it.”
Pursing her lips, she nodded slowly. “I know I can. And I see you in the lead.”
“I do want that part. It’s perfect.”
“You realize, Jake, it’s going to be a lot of work.”
“I thought about that.” He pulled out two copies of the play and handed her a copy. Flipping through the pages of a marked copy, he outlined what he had in mind.
Between the two of them, they set up a rehearsal schedule and set up plans for auditions and set design.
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