Spotlight On

I tilted the bendy desk lamp until its warm golden beam hit right in the center of the wooden desk! A thick art book made the most perfect raised stage, so I stepped right up and tried a quick pirouette. The glossy dust jacket was a little slick under my boots, but I kept my balance and landed into a proud bow right in the spotlight. Even with only shadows and quiet room air as my audience, my heart was practically singing!