”“An audition you passed with flying colors. Aja -- you brought that place alive.”“I’ve always been taught to be humble, Jason. I recognize ...omething very special happened there tonight. They’re telling me this is an opportunity of a lifetime. I need to know how you feel about it.”He drew in a breath and let out a low whistle. “Wow ... Aja, I told you that you’re good enough to perform professionally.”“Maybe I am good enough. I have no idea what a touring lifestyle would be but I imagine it’s. Even when we were little.”“It’s just not fair!”“I know. But hey, it’s a party, right? Let’s forget about him and enjoy it.”“I suppose, although I didn’t know you planned to visit this weekend.”“Kenny and I have never been apart for this long before. I missed him. Even if he didn’t miss me.” She saw the look on Jessica’s face and said, “What can I say? He’s a selfish git but I love him.”Jessica sighed. “Yeah. Me too.”“Just not in the same way, eh? At least, I hope not. Look, why don’t we go get. Both weredressed in their school uniforms and winter coats, but with whiteleggings in place of socks. Their long blonde hair was still inregulation first year pigtails tied off with ribbons, and they werewearing furry ear-muffs and woollen gloves."Here she comes!" said Jessica as a familiar limousine arrived and pulledup in front of them. The rear door opened and Abigail Carson smiled up atthem from inside."Get in, girls," she said, "it's freezing out there."Leaving their bags for the chauffeur. The two teenagers were tall, dark-haired and good-looking, their well toned bodies tanned quickly in the sun. They also inherited intelligence and a great sense of humour, the latter more from their father than their mother. For Josh, having a procession of attractive eighteen-year old girls parading around his house in bikinis wasn’t to be sneezed at, a fact sometimes not lost on his father either. The adolescent boy spent many a night in his lonely bed fantasising about what delights might.