Melody
I smooth down the green dress I"ve decided to wear for the concert, trying not to obsess over whether it"s appropriate or not.
Or about whether the other dozen sirens I managed to recruit are feeling the same kind of nerves that I am. I"m surprised by how many of them answered my request, and certainly found a few surprises about which of the MerSoc members are my kind.
I guess the need to sing outweighs almost everything else for us. They"ll want this just as much as I will.
The door to the dressing room opens and Josh steps inside.
I"m reasonably certain that my whole face lights up just from being in his company.
"Is everything ready?" I ask him.
"Is everything ready?" He nods. "We"ve checked that no one in the room can hear anything."
"We"ve checked that no one in the ro
