Bobby was brave — I am not.

“That’s really great!” I exclaimed, keely aware of the needle stuck in me but not entirely overwhelmed by the pain. “Did you enjoy it?”

“It was alright,” he said slowly, “but it was always kinda weird when some 200 pound chick came in to audition for the part of Cinderella. Nowadays that might fly, but this was back in 1971.”

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