“Seriously, Kaitlyn, what’s gotten into you?” Tori looked at me wide-eyed. “You don’t look so good.”
I didn't realize it until she said it, but my face felt flush and my palms felt sweaty.
“I don’t know, guys. I just can’t explain it. I think I know the lead singer of this band. What was the band’s name again?”
“Ummm, Big Five, or something cheesy like that. Why?” Lisa piped up.
“I don’t know. I just can’t place it…”
The voice on the stage mesmerized me. The face connected to the voice remained a mystery as the conversation swirled around me. I sat there and considered just getting up and walking toward the front of the stage to get a good look and quickly solve the mystery. But, to avoid looking like some silly middle-aged groupie clamoring for attention, I stayed seated and half-heartedly listened to Tori drone on about her workout routine and her ‘clean eating’ diet.
Suddenly, the voice was behind me.