All Grown Up
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wince as the final stretch tugged my ankle in an uncomfortable way. It had been both
n stage, in full view of the audience. I'd stumb
able to finish out the routine with everyone else. I was sure adrenaline had somethi
til then, I could give it a rest, at least for a little while. Of course, I'd need to keep training and making myself
, though, he would want me to sit out the fin
elphia to train at a conservatory there. Then, I'd been lucky enough to land a series of dream jobs working on different shows. But here
owing up early, listening to the director, smiling, and everything had finally paid off.
that all up because of
lery opening tonight if you'd like to join
e, I knew it would exhaust me. Better that I rest up, ice it, keep it elevated, and keep weight off it. I was disappointed because
. "Think I'm just going to head home and go check t
u're such a grandm
e spoke up. "I am also a grandmother, I think," she said, grinning a
person who didn't want to go out that night. Part of hiding my injury m
a feeling that they could all tell what was going on anyway. All of them had been dancing alongside me
fewer of them who had any details about what was wrong, the fewer
eryone would start to wonder if I was sick or what. And if they put two a
e coast was clear
ed me into his office as I was
ying to keep the cheer in my voice as
cut the crap tone of voice, the one that he normally only us
Surely, he didn't realize that I was injured. I had done a good job of hiding i
s the director. He wanted a show that was flawless. Dancers, he liked to tell us, should look at
rector shook his head. "I know tha
r caught on. I gave a small laugh. "You know how important my career is to me," I told him. "If the
ken, but I also knew that it hurt more than any injury that I'd ever had before. Not that I'd had many serious in
robably going to be over. If nothing else, he was going to tell me that I needed to
ouldn't get to dance the final show of the season. And that meant that next year whe
one of my friends who
ou shouldn't dance on this." He moved my ankle
dance on it?"
peated. "It would be v
g with the pain that came with dancing. Did he think that cramming my feet into ballet shoes was comfor
id. "You won't make it better by dancing on it, but you won't
t him. "That's all
. "I can tell that something must be wrong with it. It's been weeks now, and yo
admitted. "Not the academy one but another one. He said that it
d. "I know that this dance troupe is important to you, but you know that your health and the health of all of my dancers is my priority over an
have it checked out. It's sore, but there's not
repeated, shaking his head. "I'm send