The Christmas Singer by Cheryl Wright

Author:Cheryl Wright [Wright, Cheryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-18T06:00:00+00:00

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Felicity insisted rehearsals and scheduled performances continued. Derek wasn’t thrilled, but finally agreed.

Curtains had been added to all the windows, stalling any attempts for her to be watched from outside.

At first it felt isolating, but Felicity gave herself a good talking to, and shook herself into acceptance. Really, it was no different to having your curtains closed at night. Right?

Of course it was right.

Life wasn’t meant to be easy – she’d been reminded of that old saying all through her life, and it was certainly relevant now.

But the show must go on and go on it would.

“And one, two, three, left.” Joe’s voice urged her to keep practicing the choreographed moves. “One, two, three, right.” He let go of her hand. “Now try it on your own.” He stepped aside and watched her practice, his hand on his chin in typical Joe style.

Felicity straightened her back and squared her shoulders. She pretended to hold onto her beautiful gown, the one that wasn’t there, but would be wearing on performance night.

“And again.” His frown told her that Joe wasn’t happy with the moves. He watched carefully, then rubbed his hand across his face. “Something isn’t right. We need changes, Sweets. Hang on.”

Joe turned and walked toward the back of the room where he had a discussion with Maurice. He returned with a pair of stunning stilettos.

Felicity gasped. “I’m wearing those?” She was used to wear high-heeled shoes, but these were a little over the top. “I need to see the dress.” It wasn’t a demand, it wasn’t her being precious, she just needed to know for practicality purposes.

Joe waved Maurice forward. He held a stunning organza dress in his hand. Felicity adored the salmon colour but wasn’t so sure about the chunky shoulder straps. And it was short. Very short.

At least it wasn’t so long she would trip over the hem in her stilettos. “Okay, but what’s with the shoulder straps?” She laughed and lightened the mood.

Maurice breathed a sigh of relief. Felicity wasn’t sure why, because she rarely vetoed Maurice’s clothing choices. He was good at what he did.

“Let me practice with the shoes.” She sat on a nearby chair and put the stunning shoes on. She smiled at Maurice. “Perfect fit.” After all these years, Maurice knew her size perfectly.

Felicity was wobbly on her feet, but persisted, and went for a stroll around the room. “Okay, let’s give this a whirl.”

The music started, and she began the choreographed number, almost twisting her ankle in the process. She waved Joe away as he ran toward her.

Again she persisted. She just needed to get the hang of this. She’d get there, she knew she would.

Slow clapping came from the back of the room. It was Derek. Her heart skipped a beat, and her mood lifted. How long had he been watching her?

She continued with her dance practice, while she belted out the song. As she bowed at the end of the performance, it occurred to her that Derek’s presence had lifted her mood.

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