Amanda Dixon stood in the empty hall and looked around her. There was dust on the floor and there was a smell in the air. It took her a while to reali...e what it was. It smelled of old people. She remembered it from visiting her grandmother in the retirement home when she was a kid. There was a staircase leading up to the second floor and she walked towards it. “Honey, where are you going? We need your help,” her father said. “You wanted to move here, so you and Mom can do the carrying.” When. He played the first national tour of Into the Woods, and that’s the show that started him climbing out of the pit and onto the stage. I’d heard of Sim, but had never met him before being cast in this Forum. Word on him was pretty good: powerhouse of an actor, strong—if untrained—baritone, no formal dance training, but picked up choreography quickly, straight plays as well as musicals, some film and tv, but not much, an old-school theatre guy. Easy to work with, if not particularly easy to know,. I tell you to go back to the corner and keep your nose pressed into it. As I watch you move to the corner, I can see my come leaking out of your bottom. Now that you have been punished for being disobedient and lazy, I tell you that your final punishment for being mouthy is about to take place. I go into the bathroom, get a rag and a bar of soap and work the rag into a lather. I come back out and tell you to come to me and kneel in front of me. You see the rag in my hands and I see you swallow. She didn't seem to expect anything back, but the next evening she had news."He wants it!" She grabbed me, as I entered the apartment, squeezing me hard in a hug, crushing a bag of groceries with one of those long loafs of French bread sticking out of it, that hadn't had time to set down,. "And he wants to use it for his next tour!"The next two months flew by. Mary was kept apprised of the progress the Kenton orchestra was making, practicing with her masterwork. She wanted so bad to go to a.