Crash
I'm singing, but as we get to the final chorus and repeat, all I can think is Kelly. She's gotta be in the wings, but with the lights, I can't see her. I can feel her, though.
Tommy's glancing to our left too, so she must be there. I turn for the fade and he winks at me, shaking his head.
. . . So take it all, just take it all, And go . . .
Tommy sings the reply, but I don't even notice if he hits the high note, because I can see movement in the shadow of the wings. Duran, the stage manager, talking to someone.
Kelly's here. She's really here. This is finally happening.
. . . Take it all and go.
