More teasers from WHERE THE HEART LEADS:
Regarding the town's dance teachers....
Moira knocked on their door, then turned the old-fashioned pressed brass doorknob and entered the lions' den--the lionesses' den--then stopped to look around. Gymnastic equipment, floor mats and a pair of trampolines occupied a far corner, and each of the other corners held an electronic spinet. Her eyebrows went up as she noticed the tracks for folding doors that partitioned the room into four equal sections which would allow several activities to go on at once. Apparently their business was doing well enough that Xandra and Fleurette had additional teachers on staff.
She ran her hand down the ballet barre as she walked toward the door in the corner labeled OFFICE, and the click of her heels on the hardwood floor echoed like rifle shots. The overheads were on, but the emptiness and silence of the high-ceilinged room were intimidating.
Is this the scene where the heroine discovers the dead body and screams her lungs out, she wondered?
But no, Moira--you've already done that in real life.....
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By the way, Fio is thrilled to discover that she still has an F and a bit of a G, information which will mean nothing to anyone but a choir director or another soprano. Not that she can cut loose around the house at any old time, though. Her best time will be when she's the only one in the house, but then again, the neighbors might think she's murdering someone or being murdered, especially since she hasn't taken her walk today.
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That's all for today. Your girl is back to being blue.
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