The Matron pushed the button on the home phone answering machine.
"Hi there! John and Mary, my name is Angel and I play Frau Schmidt in The Sound of Music. I see by the cast list that you live just a few blocks from where I work and your house is right on my way home, too. I remember how hard it was to juggle all the driving and games and lessons when my children were young--they're 22 and 24 now--so I thought I would offer to drive Scarlett. I can drive her to and from most of the actual performances, and I can drive her to and from the rehearsals that we share -- which look like will be quite a few, soon. I also can come over early the first day, so you can meet me and be sure you're completely comfortable entrusting your child to my care. Scarlett and I have already chatted quite a bit during rehearsal, so you can check with her too. Children have fabulous instincts, I think, don't they? Anyway, my contact information is all on the cast list. Look forward to chatting soon!"
Entrust her child to a total stranger?! The Matron fell to her knees and wept while speed dialing before the stranger could change her mind.
Tonight, rehearsal for the entire cast ends at 10 pm. And the Matron won't be there! Thank you, God-Buddha-Allah-Oprah. And Frau Schmidt. The Matron is once again astounded at the depth and complexity of mama-love.