Prologue
Amanda took a long look around the backstage area and took in the sight of her dresses hung in their bags awaiting the models and excitement of preshow conversations. Except tonight she wouldn’t be rushing to change after every walk or feel the pull of a hair style change as the brush rips through the hairspray. Tonight, she’ll be coordinating the models and nervously awaiting the audience and critique’s opinions from behind the curtain. It will no longer be her body on display but her passion, which means so much more.
She heard the girls arriving and hugged her arms around herself. It’s Showtime.
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With a quick kiss, she wished Mick and the boys luck as they tuned their instruments. She decided to keep it a more relaxed and positive atmosphere, she’d have the boys play live
