Chapter 23“Stop! Stop. Ryan, what do you think of that performance?” Maria turns to Ryan with her arms folded across her chest. She was not kidding about rehearsals getting serious in the new year. They were a week into January, first rehearsal back, and it’s been nothing but pressure since they walked in the door.
Ryan looks across the group of dancers, all catching their breath while trying to appear ready to keep going. “I know it’s been a long day, and energy is waning, but that performance was lacking enthusiasm.”
“It was pathetic,” Maria says with a frustrated sigh. “You over there in the bright pink tights, you picked the most attention-grabbing clothes, but all I see is continuous and exhausting failure to execute the steps. Oh, I wouldn’t be snickering over there honey because I
