Eric

(You sneak out onto the stage. The wings are dark and only a few lamps are still lit. Taking a breath you step to center stage and take a bow before beginning a song. Your voice fills the empty auditorium. Reverberating off the walls and ringing in the rafters. You become more confident as you relax and let loose. Closing your eyes you smile as the last notes finish. Suddenly you hear clapping and spin around to find the sound). Brava, my Angel!!! Encore!