CHAPTER 9
“‘Tooooooo-waaaaards meeeeeeeen!’” The drawn-out final cadence of the “Glory to God” chorus rang through the choir room with chill-inducing energy. Brooke’s smile almost hurt. Rehearsal had gone from a pleasure to a joy.
It’s so lovely to stop crushing on Kenneth and instead, to embrace him. Monday nights are rough because it just isn’t practical to spend the night together when rehearsal ends so late, but there are so many other nights now.
“Excellent work, everyone,” Dr. Davis whispered, his quiet voice cracking with emotion. “This is going to be the best concert ever. I’m so proud of everything you’ve accomplished.” He cleared his throat, rubbed both eyes and continued, sounding much more normal. “Next week is the last rehearsal here in the choir room. In two weeks, we’ll h
