Re: INTERMISSION
Scotty shook his head. If art was a useless talent, then singing had to be too. Singers were just like artists -- only the very best made it big -- and Scotty was not even close to being the best. Chasing after such dreams was useless.
"I haven't sang since, um, my parents," Scotty said softly. The elementary school in Lima didn't require classes such as choir. That had been okay though. Scotty hadn't felt much like singing back then, and he didn't really now either. "Um, I didn't know you were taking lessons. Is it fun?"