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    Rip Van Winkle

    Chapter 2

    Jody picked up the package of 500 CDs and the flash drive from Bernie. The CD cover simply had Jody’s name in capitalized black letters. Jody decided to save money on the packaging to have more money available for the music.

    Jody gave some thought to playing a few nights at the women’s clubs that were within a few hour’s driving distance. The problem was that most of the bars had gotten away from live music and played ”club” or ”dance” music with a dj.

    On her way back through town, Jody stopped The Women’s Center at the college.

    Trish saw Jody coming through the windows that encased the front walls of the two rooms that made up the Center.

    ”Hey, Jo, what’s up?”

    ”Just stopping buy to see how it’s going.” Jody nodded hello to the women Trish was sitting with.

    ”Good timing. I’ve got some big news.”

    ”What’s going on?” It was good to see Trish upbeat. ”This is so exciting, Jo. I can hardly believe it. We haven’t told anyone yet, but we’re planning a full scale concert for The Annual Women’s Conference this year. I’ve been talking to an agent at Sappho Records, and we’ve got Casey Evans lined up for the concert.”

    Jody’s heart nearly stopped. She could not be serious, but Trish was exuding excitement, ”Are you kidding me?”

    ”No way, buddy. It’s for real.” Trish fist-bumped Jody.

    ”How in the hell did you pull this off?” Jody looked around at the other two women who were enjoying her amazement.

    ”We’ve been kicking it around for awhile,” Trish said nodding to the other women, ”and I thought, `What the hell!’, let me call and see if it is even something to fantasize about. So I called, and within a few days found out that it is a possibility. They are mailing a set of contracts for us to look over. In the meantime, Julie is working on putting funding together.”

    Julie was the little brunette sitting across from Jody. She was a softball player who was usually at the bar with the other athletes. ”We’ve gotten verbal commitments from Student Activities, The Women’s Center budget, and our feminist support group on campus, United Women.”

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