“Fantastic.”
“Aw, where’s your sense of adventure?”
The list burned a hole in my pocket. Somewhere on it was written: Go to a Broadway show in New York and sing along even if it sounds horrible.
“Oh, I’ve got it.” I chuckled and patted my pocket. “Right here.”
“Good to know.” Frank grinned. “Shall we?”
I followed him out, my mind focused in on one thing.
Keeping my promise to Andi.
And fulfilling my destiny.
Funny how they ended up being the same damn thing.
The End.