The Darkest Corner of the Heart by Lisina Coney EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Lisina Coney
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Maddie
I was four years old when my mother sent me to the hospital with an open
wound in my head.
Yeah, ouch.
To be fair, my memories from that day are foggy at best—an empty
bottle of whiskey on the floor, a sharp coffee table corner, the sound of my
mother’s drunken screams.
Then, nothing.
If I had to guess why I was the lucky winner of such a fun childhood, I
would tell you some people are just born with it. Bad luck, I mean.
Hazel eyes stare back at me in the mirror before I slide my gaze away
from the scar marring the right side of my hairline. I have much bigger and
more pressing issues to worry about now than a past I can’t fix.
Kyle presses play for the fourth time in a row, and Tchaikovsky’s
harmonic notes fill the room. My friend’s voice drifts over to me. “Let’s do
it one more time for good measure.”
He doesn’t bother asking if I’m ready to go because he already knows
the answer is always a “hell yes.”
As the music flows within me, I tune out everything else; Kyle dancing
behind me on the barre, the bustling Norcastle streets below the high-rise
studio, the curious stares from the office building across the street. I had the
choreography—the whole six minutes—memorized on the first day, and
now the movements are second nature.
Adagio, turns, plié, tendu, rond de jambe, petit allegro, grand allegro,
repeat.
I feel free, reborn in my dark-blue leotard and pink tights, as I always do
in the studio.
My wings aren’t on my back—they are on my feet.
The music ends, and another Tchaikovsky classic begins, an extra pas de
deux I’ll be filming with Kyle for his own audition, and I ignore the way
my leg whines in discomfort.
One day. Just one more day of practicing, and then I can finally rest.
When we’re done, he lets out a breathless sound that resembles a choke
more than an actual word. “Okay,” he says, wiping the sweat off his brow
with the back of his hand and looks at me like I’ve grown a second head.
“You want to go again, don’t you?”
I shrug because the truth is I could. I want to and I could, but Kyle has
been dancing with me for hours. He looks a second away from passing out
and not waking up for three months straight. So I smile at him and say, “I’m
cool. I think we’re ready for tomorrow.”
“Damn right we are.” He claps me on the shoulder as he passes by to
retrieve his phone from the plug-in speaker he brought to the studio.
He’s right—I was born for this, and so was he. There is no doubt in my
mind we’ll nail the audition tape tomorrow. And when we get called in for
the in-person audition next month—not if, when—we’ll nail it again.
Because that’s what we do.
Dancing is all I was ever born to do.
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