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    They sat through four songs. Sharon crossed her legs, and her foot bounced in time to the beat as she smiled and nodded along. Sharon smiled at the music she’d been listening to for years, enjoying Jody’s style of acoustic music.

    When ”The Question” began, Jody tried not to look at her. She knew Sharon would be surprised at the sound after hearing the other four songs, but she didn’t want to know her reaction until it was over. As the song built through the last verse, Sharon uncrossed her legs and leaned forward for the climax of the song.

    They sat in silence. Slowly, Jody let her eyes turn to meet Sharon’s. She looked almost frightened. ”Baby, why didn’t you tell me?” she whispered.

    Sharon was up in a shot on her way to Jody. She wrapped her arms around Jody’s neck so tightly that it hurt. They were cheek to cheek. Jody could feel the warm softness of Sharon’s cheek pressing tightly against her own. Sharon slowly pulled her cheek back so her lips could press hard on Jody’s.
    ”It’s incredible. It’s all great, but `The Question’ is just phenomenal. I have never heard you open yourself up like that, Jody.”
    Jody looked at the intensity and excitement in Sharon’s eyes. She loved seeing her all charged up.
    ”How did this happen? What got into you?”

    Jody smiled. She couldn’t hold herself back in telling her the story of singing the final vocal under the gun. Sharon listened intently. She watched Jody’s eyes go from blue to grey as she told her the story.

    ”So, Bernie says he’ll have the discs in about 3 or 4 weeks.”

    Sharon held Jody’s face in her hands, ”I love you, and I am so proud of you. So few people have your determination. Sometimes it can be incredibly frustrating to deal with,” she kissed her gently, ”but I respect you so much for sticking with this, Jody.”

    ”Whatever happens to this CD–if no one buys it or it gets picked up by the biggest label in the country–I’ll be happy.”

    ”Bullshit!” They cracked up. Of course Jody wanted her music to be successful, but there was another issue here. For five years, she had been playing for small audiences at the local ski and resort lodges. This was her chance to transcend the lodges and make a statement about her music and herself.

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