The moment the fresh air hit me a thrill went through me. I loved dancing and being in the club, but there it was always hot, and the stench of hair spray, booze, and sweat was always there. Even if it wasn"t unpleasant, and Corinne did her best to keep the place clean, it still got to me. The club door banged behind me, making me flinch. Damn it, I keep forgetting to ask Buddy to fix the damn thing. I always forgot the hinges that were supposed to slow the heavy door down were loose and let it slam without thinking.
Sometimes, Corinne would insist on doing repairs like that herself, I was fairly certain it was because she"d built up the Rose Lounge from the ground up and felt a certain responsibility towards the building and the people who worked for her. But Buddy was perfectly capable
