Missing Out

Audrey

I grinned at him, even though there was nothing really funny about it. “You just want to know how much time you have left with me, don’t you?” I asked.

He grimaced. “I hate thinking about it that way, but yes. In a way.”

I shrugged. “Well, I’m back to training on it, but I’m still being careful. More than that, I don’t really know,” I told him. “It doesn’t feel as bad now as it did when the director first sent me here, but that’s not saying much. I’m not training quite as hard as I was then. We were almost to the end of the string of shows, and that means I was dancing pretty much every night.”

“Wait, you didn’t lay off it when the injury first happened?” Jesse asked, sounding appalled.

“No way,” I said, shaking my head. “Like I said, we were almost to the end of the string of shows, and I was giving it everything that I had. That’s what you have to do if you’re a dancer.”

“Why?” Jesse asked simply.

“Why do I dance?” I asked, confused.

“No,” Jesse said, shaking his head. Then h