The Stars That Tremble
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Giovanni Boca was destined to go down in history as an opera legend until a vocal chord injury abruptly ended his career. Now he teaches voice lessons at a prestigious New York City music school. During auditions for his summer opera workshop, he finds his protégé in fourteen-year-old Emma McPhee. Just as intriguing to Gio is Emma's father Mike, a blue-collar guy who runs a business renovating the kitchens and bathrooms of New York's elite to finance his daughter's dream.
Mike’s partner was killed when Emma was a toddler, and Gio mourns the beautiful voice he will never have again, so coping with loss is something they have in common. Their initial physical attraction quickly grows to something more as each hopes to fill the gap that loss and grief has left in his life. Although Mike wonders if he can truly fit into Gio's upperclass world, their bond grows stronger. Then, trouble strikes from outside when the machinations of an unscrupulous stage mother threaten to tear Gio and Mike apart―and ruin Emma's bright future.
some adjustments and then slid out from under the sink. His nervous client, Elaine Hutchinson, stood there wringing her hands. “Everything looks like it should, Mrs. Hutchinson.” He stood up and pulled the walkie-talkie off his belt. “Hey, Sandy? Turn the water back on.” “You got it, boss” came the crackling response. Mike waited a moment and then turned the handle on the new faucet. It burbled and sputtered but soon was pouring out clean water. “What do you think?” he asked Mrs. Hutchinson
definitely not when his hold on things was so loose. He reached forward and wiped a tear from Gio’s cheek. Gio reached up and clutched at Mike’s forearm. “I still miss it so much,” Gio said softly. “Every day, my soul aches because I can no longer do that. I can’t sing. I’ll never have that again. I’ll never be Calaf shouting into the night that I will win the princess.” Mike reached for him and pulled him back into his arms. “But you’ve won me.” Gio squeezed him tight. “Yes,” he whispered.
Dad.” “O… kay.” He shot Gio a look of longing before following Emma out the door. Twelve MIKE’S mother had been the classical music fan. As he and Sandy made their way through the lobby of Alice Tully Hall, he had some kind of trauma flashback to being eight years old and being squeezed into a suit that didn’t fit anymore so his mother could take him to see the Philharmonic. He’d hated every minute of it. The music was boring. There was nothing to look at except the musicians. He’d
he did for a living and how much Emma loved opera to a strange man while he waited for Emma to finish talking with the audition committee. Then, finally, she emerged with a grin on her face. “Sounds like you bombed,” Mike said with mock gravity. She rolled her eyes. “Ms. Russini said it was one of the best auditions she’s seen all day!” Mike put his arm around her and gave her a quick hug. “I’m so proud of you, sweetie.” He glanced at Howell Laughton, who rocked on his heels. “Do you know Mr.
she knew, and Mike chatted with a few of the parents. Now that most of the auditions were over, the atmosphere in the room was a lot more relaxed. After about an hour, Dacia came by the room and knocked on the doorframe. “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for coming today. This was a spectacular round of auditions. Final decisions will be made over the next couple of days, and we will let you know next week. Buona fortuna, ragazzi.” Then she turned around and left the room. Something