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Chapter Thirty-Four

Hot Summer!

The buzz of singers chatting and musicians noodling on
their instruments fills the large washed-out rehearsal space. I
nervously glance around the room. Anyone look familiar? That
would be comforting. But I only recognize the producer, John
Allen. I’ve once again been hired to do an oversees Canadian
Armed Forces tour. This time it’s an all-Toronto cast and crew.
No more “lessons” from the French contingent! We’ll get to
visit all the same places - Germany, Israel, Cyprus and Egypt
- the Middle East in the summer. It’s going to be a hot one.
Little do I know, in more ways than one.
As I continue to trace the room, my gaze abruptly freezes.
On … him. HIM.
Everything and everyone in the room stands still. My heart
does a soaring flip. I can’t help but stare blankly at him as I
enter another stratosphere. Earth to Kelita! I don’t ever recall
someone taking my breath away. Not like this!
HE is an extremely attractive man. A gorgeous body
(from what I can see) peeking out from behind his bass. And
his smile! That, more than anything else, is what catches my
attention. And he’s not even smiling at me.
Although I’m a born performer, I can be a bit of an introvert,
especially in a new situation with people I don’t know. It’s for
this reason I hang back and let the other performers mingle
and rehearse. I pull up a chair and try to be patient while I wait
for my time slot with the band. I keep watching the guy with
the beautiful smile. I hope I’m not too obvious. I feel like my

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