[MaC] And so it begins ... Tabitha

[Ree Moorhead Pruehs]

At 05:46 PM 12/22/2004, Mel Mason wrote:
>>She forced her scowl away in order to apply her
>>make-up and tried out a smile in the mirror.
>>
>>This would be her first real party in far too long,
>>and despite the lonesome misery her life seemed to
>>have become, she was determined to enjoy herself.
>>
>>With that in mind, she kissed the photograph of her
>>husband and son and went upstairs to the Fitzroys' as
>>quickly as she could manage while still looking
>>moderately dignified.
>
>But before she could even reach the party, she encountered the chaos on 
>the stairs.
>
>The lift had apparently jammed beyween the fourth and fifth floors - with 
>Mrs Evans (who was now loudly singing Christmas songs) and Miss Mauberley 
>inside.  Hodges, the maintenance man, was endeavouring to open the doors 
>on the fifth floor so that he could climb onto the roof of the lift and 
>fix things, helped by Ctril Beaman, the businessman from the top floor, 
>and Group Commander Michael Coldsmith-Briggs from the first floor.

"Glo---ooooo--ooo--ooooria...-in excelsis deeeeeeeoooooooo...." resounded 
the powerful and mostly in tune alto from the lift.