Chapter 7 Robin
I should be more nervous about the audition, considering how enormous the opportunity was, but the only thought going through my head as I waited in the wings of the legendary Paris Opera House was worry for my dad.
The last time I'd been here I was so young I’d been completely overwhelmed by the architecture and the history of the building and had been unable to take a step. My dad’s supportive hands, gently grasping me by the shoulders and squeezing had helped give me the strength I’d needed.
Now, I almost felt like he was with me as I remembered his words. “You’re my little songbird, Robin. There's nothing to be afraid of in this building. One day, when you are older, you'll be singing on that stage if you want it enough. I have no doubt you can achieve anything if yo
