We had about a half hour before the play started.
Granted, I probably should have stayed in my seat.
But I didn’t.
I wandered to the back of the stage.
Book in hand.
And there I saw a hundred white fairy lights illuminating the paintings of snowy trees and dotted white hillsides on the empty, otherwise black stage.
and I sat there.
and I read my book by the faint glow of my miniature winter wonderland.