Re: Outdoor Stages: Emerson and Jenna
As he moved them through the crowd, Jenna just took in their surroundings. It was beautiful here in Cedar Ridge and so different from back home in Texas. There was actual snow and mountains and beauty. Before she realized what was going on, Emerson was being pulled up on stage and looking down at her expectantly.
Sure, she loved music. Jenna loved writing songs and lyrics and singing, but privately. When she was in the house, it was only the family that could hear her and tease her. But looking up at Emerson on stage gave her both a scary feeling and thrilled excitement. Taking his hand, she let him pull her up on stage. She pressed up close against him, her whole body pressed against his side and she brought her mouth to his ear. With a breathy sound to her voice from fear and excitement, she called out for him to hear her. "What are you doing?"