"Roberts, Nora - Once More With Feeling" - читать интересную книгу автора (Roberts Nora)other recordings, afraid to risk them. Now she let them out. Her
voice flowed with them. An ache passed through her, a shadow of a pain before her eyes locked on the man now standing in buried for years. She sang as though the words full view behind the glass. would bring her relief. The hurt was there, still The blood drained from her face. The remnants with her when the song was finished. of emotion from the song surged back in full force. For a moment there was silence, but Raven was She nearly swayed from the power of it. "Branleagues . " 8 p y too dazed to note the admiration of her col don. It was a thought to be s oken aloud but on! She pulled off the headset, suddenly sharply in a whisper. It was a dream she thought had finally conscious of its weight. run its course. Then his eyes were on hers, and "Okay?" Marc entered the booth and slipped his Raven knew it was real. He'd come back. arm around her. He felt her tremble lightly. Years of performing had taught her to act. It was "Yes." Raven pressed her fingers to her temple a always an effort for her to slip a mask into place, moment and gave a surprised laugh. "Yes, of but by the time Brand Carstairs had booth, Raven wore a professionally unHe tilted her face to his, and in a rare show of troubled face. She'd deal with the storm inside public affection for a shy man, kissed her. "You later. were fantastic." "Brandon, it's wonderful to see you again." She Her eyes warmed, and the tears that had threatened- held out both hands and tilted her face up to his for were banished. "I needed that_t." the expected, meaningless kiss of strangers who "The kiss or the compliment?" happen to be in the same business. "Both." She laughed and tossed her hair behind Her composure startled him. He'd seen her pale, her back. "Stars need constant admiration, you seen the shock in her eyes. Now she wore a facade know." she'd never had before. It was slick, bright and "Where's the star?" a backup vocalist wanted to practiced. Brand realized he'd been wrong; she had know. changed. Raven tried for a haughty look as she glanced "Raven." He kissed her lightly and took both over. "You," she said ominously "can be re- her hands. "You're more beautiful than anyone has placed." The vocalist grinned in return, too used to a right to be." There was the lightest touch of Raven's lack of pretentions to be intimidated. brogue in his speech, a mist of Ireland over the "Who'd carry you through the |
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