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“When do you start?” Rose asks her.
“Rehearsals start in two weeks. Opening night is in forty days.”
“That’s fast,” John says.
Grant chuckles. “That’s stage life, Johnny.”
We laugh as John fires him a playful glare. He hates being called Johnny, but that’s never stopped Grant as long as I’ve known him.
“That’s so exciting,” Dana says. “When are you leaving?”
“Next Friday.”
Dana and Violet frown.
“I’m gonna miss you,” Violet says.
“I’m gonna miss you guys, too!” Courtney says. “I can’t believe I’m actually going.”
“I can,” my father says. “You worked your ass off on that audition.”
“Well, so did all the other girls.”
“And I say they chose the one who deserved it the most. That’s my opinion and I’m sticking to it.”
Courtney grins. “Thanks, Dad. And thank you for coaching me, Uncle Grant. I couldn’t have nailed that monologue without you.”
Grant bows his head, smiling with pride.
My grandfather shifts his gaze down the table, landing on Violet. “And the Home Run Baby?” he says.
Violet rolls her eyes at the title, but smiles. “Yes, Coach?” she says.
“You still dancing?”
“Every day.”
“They treating you well at that academy?”
“It’s incredible,” she says. “I never want to leave.”
Hunter leans forward, the proud papa. “Vi’s auditioning for Grease next month.”
“Giselle,” she corrects him.
“Right. Giselle.” His smile remains. “That’s what I said.”
We laugh.
“That’s...” Coach pauses, unsure. Not a ballet guy. “Big?”
“Huge,” Violet says.
“Well, I have every confidence you’ll knock it out of the park. Your family always does.”
“Thanks, Coach.”
Again, Cary Pierce looks at the next person down the line.
