She is nervous. Her heart is about to jump out of its rib cage. She has been rehearsing behind the curtains. It’s time for her to take the stage. He looks into her eyes and nods. She understands what it means.
They have been friends for so long. Inseparable like eye and needle.
As she walks to the microphone, light beams around it. It takes her down memory lane. That night her brother’s body lay on the floor haloed by the street light. She belts out notes from a wounded heart.
Everybody stands to applaud. Tears stream down her face.