“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.
“Kaitlyn?”
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