John McMannus Sr. shouted, charging across the circle toward her, “I need to talk to you.” He folded his meaty arms and waited. Elaine kept her eyes on her clipboard to buy a moment to collect herself. There was no avoiding the man. “Yes, John?” Her lips wanted to say “Johnny” every time and she refused to let them. He wasn’t Johnny. No one was Johnny. Especially not his father. “How are you doing billing this year?” “The same way we do it every year. Submit a bill to the festival committee for hours owed.” Elaine gripped her clipboard like it might fly away. Where was Lily when she needed her? Lily could deal with John better than Elaine could. Anybody could deal with John better than Elaine could. “Oh no, I’m not going through that again. You know it was November before I got paid. I’m already giving you a great deal so the festival looks good. I’m not going to lose my shirt on it.” “I’m sorry about that, John, but you know I don’t control the money.
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