Chapter 15

It was 7.30 p.m on Thursday August 21st and the curtain rose up on the play we were enacting; Hay Fever. The lights dimmed and I was sat there with Kamilla and the other actors, concentrating on my part and at the same time enjoying myself. During the interval between the first and second acts, I froze time for Kamilla and myself while we made sure we completely remembered our lines for Acts 2 and 3 and what we had to do. Once we judged it ready, I restarted time again, helped the others rearrange the stage for the third act and then got cracking. When we had to go out and bow, Kamilla and I were very tired but we still did it and felt deeply energized.

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After this successful play, Kamilla and I  signed off the Youth Theatre group with Mr Brown's permission, realising we had no time to stage another play before we had to return to Ravenswan. Mr Brown kindly e-mailed me and Kamilla photos of our play. Selby and his parents who had come to see Hayfever, had really enjoyed it as had Kamilla's family and my family. It was of course an amateur production but nevertheless we had both enjoyed it tremendously. That weekend, I read Kamilla the final chapter of The Conquest. We were disappointed that it had come to an end but at the same time we found the ending really interesting.

"I think Harriet should be with Arthur" admitted Kamilla.

"I do as well. Man, Selby was certainly right about this being the best book. The Hypnotist was good but this was even better".

I turned the book over and read the blurb at the back;

"Harriet is still going out with Arthur, but he's becoming a lot more direct about his wish to make her his proprius . But Henry, in a surprise turn of events, has found himself the strongest hypnotist in Mesmerising Mansion. He is capable of preventing/ reversing the change Harriet would undergo to become Arthur's non-hypnotised, enamoured slave.
But this causes problems as it also results in Harriet having a new fascination with him and being drawn to him as if he were turning on all his Captivator charm...
What's going to happen? Which brother will win out in the battle for Harriet's affection?"

"I reckon these blurbs are really quite catchy. The moment you read it, you want to know what happens in the book."

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The last weekend before Ravenswan opened, Kamilla and I went to the park as usual. I brought along my casette player again. This time the Hindi song I had chosen was sung by a man. Once more, I had written the English translation on a piece of paper. I gave it to Kamilla. Again, the translation read more like a poem than a song.

Are you the full moon or the dazzling sun?

Whatever you may be I swear,

You are beyond compare.

Like a cloud, your hair falls over your shoulders,

Your eyes brim with the wine of love,

You are the very intoxication of wine.

Are you the full moon or the dazzling sun?

Whatever you may be I swear,

You are beyond compare.

Your face is like a lotus in a flowing brook,

Your face is like a sonnet,

Tuned by the music of life,

My love, you are the inspiration of a poet.

Are you the full moon or the dazzling sun?

Whatever you may be I swear,

You are beyond compare.

The hint of a smile plays on your lips,

The universe bows in your presence,

You are the essence of love and beauty in this world.

Are you the full moon or the dazzling sun?

Whatever you may be I swear,

You are beyond compare.

It was a deeply moving song, which we both enjoyed immensely. As a change from kissing, I gently stroked Kamilla's soft hair.

The End

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