Mick Sinatra: For Once In My Life - Plot & Excerpts
And with that hope in mind, she and Betsy gladly stayed. Mick sat in one of four chairs that lined the wall of the big, but otherwise empty room, and he sat with his legs crossed and his arms folded on his lap. He certainly looked the role of a Hollywood producer, Roz thought, in his tailored suit and air of arrogance. But somehow, once she entered the room, it didn’t feel that way. They put their gear down against the side walk and stood in front of Mick, ready to audition whatever he wished them to audition. But his only request was that they dance. Roz and Betsy both thought it was an odd request, given that he had just seen them dancing, but they’d had far odder auditions in their years on the circuit. But as they began their freestyle dance routine, the same one they had performed for Barry, Mick looked at Roz. “Her,” he said. “Not you.” Roz’s heart sank. Another rejection on top of a rejection? How much was she supposed to bear! Even Betsy, who hadn’t been in the business nearly as long as she had, was besting her. But then again, Betsy was white and blonde and this was how Broadway worked. It was nothing new to Roz. She just would have appreciated not being asked to come up at all, only to be forced into yet another humiliating disappointment ten minutes after the previous one.
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