I'm sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee, looking through some documents. Sylwia is sitting next to me, absorbed in a script – she adjusts her glasses and frowns in concentration.
I look away from the papers and smile as I watch her
– That casting again? – I ask quietly, setting down my mug.
Sylwia looks up and gives me a crooked smile.
– Mom, it's important. Producers from Warsaw.
I move closer and stroke her shoulder
– I know, honey. Do you want to practice?
Sylwia nods and hands me the script. Her eyes are sparkling with excitement.
– Just be honest with me. Like always.
I smile and take the pages in my hand
Alright then. Start. Show me what you've got.