It
was her moment in the lights, her time to shine. As she geared herself up to
hit the high note at the end of Whitney Houston’s epic “I will always love you”
a loud thumping knock echoed through the bathroom. The door slightly cracked
open and a concerning voice shouted “Lulu, are you okay? Are you crying dear?”
reality suddenly set in; there she was, standing in the shower with a shampoo
microphone in hand.
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