It will help you find your balance.'Jeff turned his head and looked down (up?) at the row of seats he'd just abandoned a moment ago. He didn't feel an... more balanced, but it was more comforting somehow to look at something he recognized that was nearby. He turned his head again and looked at the goddess beside him. She was relaxed, holding herself in position easily with one hand, her fingers wrapped casually through the wire mesh. Her sarong floated loosely under her arms, modestly covering. And they want me to do Pitti-Sing; she’s something like Yum-Yum’s sister, I think. There are seven songs where I’d have a solo and some chorus singing too. Half the chorus class signed up. Tom did too!”Tom looked sour. “Yeah. They made me sign up. I have a deeper baritone voice. But I’m not auditioning for any named roles; I’ll tell you that! Amelia told Lynette that she didn’t have to audition; her lower soprano voice was perfect for the role. What’s it called? Mezzo-soprano.”Roberta looked at. ‘Right. Alan. I’m going to have to remember that.’ Stella pulled a pen and piece of paper from a pocket and wrote on it for a minute. ‘This is my email. Tell me what’s happening. Even if nothing is happening, send an email and let me know.’ He read the paper. ‘This email. AASBD? Is that a school board email address?’ ‘That’s right. I teach seventh and eighth grade English. I have a spare last period so I get off work at two this semester.’ She grinned. ‘I have plenty of free time in the. Who knew my parents could be so much fun? The plan for the night was dinner and a dance. It was a combination of a restaurant and dance floor. They had both live music and a DJ. The live music was made up of a big band that played anything from Sinatra, Bennett and Martin to fast beat swing music. Unbeknownst to my aunt, my ex and I had taken dance lessons on a dare, so she was pretty impressed when I lead her around the dance floor. Mom and dad joined us, but were nowhere near as good as.