The curtains are open. The camp auditorium is dark, but for a blazing light that shines directly on her. The audience is waiting. For her. To sing. She puts one foot in front of the other. She is about to sing. She can’t sing. But maybe… Maybe this time will be different. Why shouldn’t it? She has the voice. She has the confidence. She has the talent! There is no question about it: The past is a mystery, and this time will be different.