CHAPTER 47
AT LAST, SHE OPENED her eyes, the sound of her voice still ringing around her.
During her life, she had created a set of core musical memories, moments that were forever etched into her mind, both good and bad.
That time she lost her place at her fifth-grade violin recital, only instead of punishing her, her mother told her she should just work harder so the next year the audience would be even more impressed.
Her first experience with musical theater, playing Bring Him Home along with her high school’s somewhat unlikely choice for Jean Valjean. In a moment of pity, Katrina had decided to pour as much of her soul as she could into the solo, so that even the local arts reporter who reviewed their show recognized that it was the music from the pit and not from the singer that
