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this.  “Sorry Ky, you just look hawt.  Let's hit the streets!  I hear there is a great karaoke club just a block east.”
    The newly minted rocker chick paled.  “Karaoke?”
    I rolled my eyes and grabbed her hand.  “Yes, karaoke.  Come now, you are my keeper after all.”
    I dragged my reluctant redhead out the hotel and down the street and looked at the Silver Chords Karaoke Club.  Not bad, almost as big as some of the ones in New York.
    We stood in the short line to get in and before you could say, “Super platypus swimming in the stream,” we were in.  She kept trying to give me ten bucks since I paid our cover charge.  I stuck my tongue out at her.  “No, I'm the one dragging you around.  Now lets get a table a row or two back from the stage.”
    I grinned at the guy on stage now, he couldn't carry a tune but he was having fun trying.  That's what music is for, to inspire people to have fun!  The crowd was cheering his attempt on as we made our way to a table close to the front.  The service there was good, as a waitress appeared to clear away the empty drink glasses from the previous occupants of the table, and take our drink orders.  I ordered a beer and Kylee ordered a cola.
    I grinned at her. “How is that going to loosen you up?  Nanny duty stopped the moment you walked through those doors back there.”
    She grinned and said, “I'm not really much of a drinker and I like my fun to be one hundred percent clear headed.”  I nodded in appreciation of her views.  Maybe I'll try that tonight too.

Chapter 2 – Fun
    After watching a couple other people go up and sing, we were having a blast just watching.  We bobbed our heads and swayed in our seats to the music.  I started prodding. “Come on Ky, you gotta go sing one.  I'll do one if you do.  Or we can go up there together.”
    She looked embarrassed as she held up her iPad toward me, recording the night.  I'm not even sure she was aware she was doing it, her filmmaker instincts just poking through.  She said, “No, you've heard me.  I can't carry a note.  This is your night.  Go ahead, you seem to embody the music when you sing, making it a part of you.  You seem to have so much fun.”
    I grinned.  “That's what music is.  The embodiment of fun and emotion.  It shares a connection between people that mere words can't do.  Just listening to the lyrics you can see, feel, taste the emotion of the artist who wrote the song.  We can all empathize, from our own experiences, with the words and make them our own.  That's the magic of music and why it will never get old for me.”
    She lowered her iPad a bit to look at me with something twinkling in her eyes, her smile was going to kill me.  Did she realize just how cute she was?  Then she shook her head and raised the iPad again.  “Show me.  Words are cheap Amber.”  She crinkled her nose at me.
    Gawd, how can someone resist that?  I stood with indignant playfulness as I dramatically brought the back of my hand to my forehead.  “Fine.  If I must...”  I winked as I stood and made my way to the stage and stood waiting for the couple singing Muskrat Love to finish.
    I walked up on stage and the DJ asked on his mic, “What's your name sweet thing?”
    I replied into my mic, “Judy.” I swear I could hear Kylee snort.
    The DJ asked, “So Judy, what can I queue up for you?”
    I thought for a second.  “Something fun and upbeat... how about Snowflakes by Satin Thunder?”
    He nodded and said, “OK everyone, put your hands together for Judy!”  There were some polite applause and the music started.  I LOVE this song!  You can feel Skylar just written all over it.  It is probably the most playful song that Kimi had ever written.
    I started bouncing all over the stage, having fun as I sang.  This was a song about finding beauty where most people never look.  The crowd was silent just watching me have a good time.  The dynamic trills were built for Skylar