I shout as I watch the dancers move in unison to the strains of “I Have a Dream.” “Stop!” I yell, shaking my head. “Donavan, you can’t miss the lift there. Everyone has to be up at the same time and down at the same time. Try it again, from the top!” Rehearsals for “Mamma Mia” are going really...
We stepped inside the suite at the beckoning of the man who opened the door, and my already-stunned eyes landed on another man and a woman were seated inside the room. The man seated on the couch was an older version of Clay. There was no better way to describe it. He was ...
Sam’s mother asked as she entered the dirty kitchen. “It’s dinnertime,” he answered through a mouthful of peanut butter and jelly. “If you’re gonna keep eating me out of house and home, you need to get a job,” she snapped. “A...