”“What about that possibility we might be headed for the Santa Fe Convention Center Stage, and its 2,600-person capacity? What about that?”“No... official news on that, Randall. If Tawny asks, we’re performing at GGT. Oh, and good idea using Facebook to get auditioners.”“OK, Jeff ... see you tonight at rehearsal.”“See you then. Bye.”“That sounded promising,” said Carol. “I just thought of something Rann ... what if this reporter asks you if you have any brothers or sisters?”“Yes, Tawny ... I have. Slender, pretty girls who go to State always seem to be obsessed with the same stuff; drinking, partying, looking good, and getting with the most attractive guys. Your first glimpse at her left you staring for a second. You've never considered blondes to be your type, but something about her straight yellow hair, falling just past her shoulder, held a perfect hint of innocence to go with her far more dangerous figure, 5'9" and slim save a couple of eye-catching curves. Fortunately, when her. Probably B's and C's. But, I want to go to law school and become an attorney, so I knew I need good grades to get into a decent law school. So, I was working extra hard my junior year to stay on the honor roll.Then, right before the end of the term, we were told what grades we should expect. I had all A's and B's except for, damn, my law class, it was going to be a C-plus.Shit, there goes the honor roll and, of all things, it's in the subject that I plan on doing the rest of my life. It was my. What is she doing? Is this just an innocent situation or was she trying to get a reaction?I ignored the view and went into the closet. I pulled out the garment bag and hung it on the door. I took the items I had sorted out the day before and put them in the bag. Trish was making idle conversation. I glanced over from time to time and she was still giving me a show. I had to keep my concentration on packing.The toiletry bag was next. Trish slid off the bed and asked if I wanted more coffee. I.