It was a dreary day. And the sun disappeared too quickly. I was running late. So I half-ran to the small auditorium. “I hope I’m not too late to hear her sing.”  I reached the door. Stop. Pause. “I hope the door will not creak when I open it. I don’t want to disturb the audience.”  Applause. […]

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