Ember turns her back to the fans, as he look changes to that of pure disgust. “I can’t believe I have to act like a fucking blonde bimbo just to g...t them to chant my name.” she says to herself, as she looks at her back-up dancers. “Alright, let’s make this good! I want them to scream out my name! HIT IT!!!” The music blares loudly throughout the whole Theatre. Within a few seconds, most of the audience is hypnotized by the rhythmic sounds and trance inducing beats. As Ember sings out, the crowd. " Her voice became deeper and coarser as she said those last few words. It was a poor imitation of the announcer on the horror flicks, but still recognizable."Ouch! I guess I deserved that. I do need to get away from this mess, even if it's only for a little while. You haven't said yes or no yet, Betty."Stacy was still stretched out in her chair, head now hanging back, eyes closed, seemingly relaxed. For some reason, Betty thought she saw Stacy tense up slightly after that last sentence. It was. "Not long thereafter, I found a pink wrapped package laying on my bedwhen I woke up one Saturday morning.Presents are nice, and I wasn't bashful about opening the package."Your First Training Bra," said the printing on the sealed clear baginside.Wow! Was the first thought in my head. I ripped the seal open and tookout the cotton item it held.I knew what to do. I had seen Mom do it many many times. Over theshoulders the straps slid and I bent from the waist but nothing fellinto the little cups.. “I am a Dad?! I am a Father?! I’m a Poppa?! I am a Poppa!!” He exclaimed, looking up to Jenny, Sula, and Afia. “I’m a Poppa!” Tears pooled and ran down his cheek as his fingers touched them both on the computer screen. The emotions of losing his first wife during her pregnancy flooded back to him.“I am beyond being happy!” He continued wiping his tears.“Congratulations Monique. To mother the baby of Ghana’s Hero Saviour is truly an honour!” Jenny smiled. Sula and Afia also expressed their joy,.