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    The Ballerina, Loving Her- the series, Book 1
    The Ballerina, Loving Her- the series, Book 1
    The Ballerina, Loving Her- the series, Book 1
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    The Ballerina, Loving Her- the series, Book 1

    By Lauren Shiro

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    A southern, redheaded, pickup driving lesbian ballerina? You bet! Meet Liz: a southern belle with flair. Vivacious, eclectic and graceful, she is unique to say the least. The first in the series of Loving Her stories, Liz’s story is the kind that stays with you long after you’ve closed the book.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherVanillaHeart
    Release dateAug 23, 2013
    ISBN9781301102082
    The Ballerina, Loving Her- the series, Book 1

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      The Ballerina, Loving Her- the series, Book 1 - Lauren Shiro

      Book Dedication

      I dedicate this first book to my beautiful, wonderful wife, Vicki Shiro. My best friend, always a source of love and joy. Thank you for being my partner on this journey. I love you!

      The Ballerina

      Liz gracefully pranced onto the stage for her curtain call. The ending to another exhilarating performance. As she curtsied, the crowd’s applause grew louder, and some audience members rose to their feet. The greatest perk to dancing the lead role. A wide, bright smile was painted across Liz’s face as she and the company took their final bow before the heavy velvet curtain fell.

      Back stage, Liz gathered all of her belongings; she was ready to go back to her hotel and call it a night.

      Good show, Liz. Karen, the stage manager walked by.

      Thank you, Karen! Liz’s strong southern drawl echoed out.

      Rehearsal is at one tomorrow, Karen said as she walked deeper into the group of dancers.

      Okay. I’ll be there. Liz called back. Picking up her duffel bag, Liz walked out of the stage door.

      Ummmm…excuse me. A quiet voice barely interrupted Liz’s thoughts.

      Liz stopped to see a young, unassuming woman with bland brown hair watching her.

      Hi. The woman said sheepishly.

      Hi there. How can I help you? Liz’s voice was loud and boisterous compared to this meek woman.

      Oh! You gave an excellent performance tonight. The woman almost looked as though she was blushing, but she turned away so Liz couldn’t really tell.

      Why, thank you! Liz said with her undeniable twang.

      I…was wondering…how much longer the…company would be in town.

      One week. Then we’re going up to Atlanta.

      Oh, the woman said with disappointment in her voice. She hesitated for a moment. I…was wondering if you’d like to go out to dinner; have a local show you around. The woman shared a nervous, weak smile with Liz.

      Oh, well, to tell you the truth, I never did think about it.

      The woman’s face dropped.

      But…it sure does sound like fun! Liz said, hoping to appease the woman.

      She looked up at Liz with excitement in her eyes. Here’s my card, she said quietly.

      Thanks… Liz looked at the business card. Jen.

      Yeah, Jen smiled. Call me any time. Her smile was brighter than the street lamps.

      I will. Liz smiled back. With a nod, Liz continued on her way.

      She gave you her card? Stacie asked Liz as they stretched before rehearsal.

      Yeah. She wants to have dinner with me. Liz said with both confusion and cynicism in her voice.

      Are you going to call her?

      I told her I would.

      What do you think she wants? Stacie wondered.

      I don’t know, Liz shrugged. Maybe she’s a real fan.

      Or maybe she’s a rich woman looking for some poor dancer to spend her millions on! Stacie joked.

      I wish! Liz laughed. Naw. She works at a shelter for cats. I don’t think she’s got money.

      She’s a philanthropist! Stacie roared in laughter.

      Liz chuckled. What do you think? Should I call her?

      Stacie thought for a moment. I don’t know it’s kinda weird, but, you never know. Maybe she’s harmless.

      She certainly looked harmless, Liz replied.

      Well then, yeah. Why not? What’s it going to hurt? You could meet her after the matinee tomorrow.

      Liz pondered Stacie’s words. Okay. She said. I will! I’ll call her tomorrow.

      Thanks for meeting me here. Jen said quietly as she looked up at Liz.

      Liz towered over this quiet, mousy woman. Plainly dressed in an oatmeal colored button-down blouse paired with chocolate brown pants and similarly colored flat shoes, Jen did not compare to the 5’10" red head who stood regally before her.

      Thanks for inviting me, Liz brightly answered.

      Jen pulled out the chair for Liz to sit.

      Why, thank you! Liz said.

      Jen smiled as she sat down. So…how long have you been dancing? Jen asked.

      My whole life. It’s all I ever wanted to do. I’m really blessed that my parents could always find a way to make it happen.

      Oh wow. That’s sweet. I’ll bet they’re great people.

      Oh they are!

      That’s great that you are so close with them, Jen squeaked. Do you miss them? Do you get to talk to them often?

      I call when I can. They know life on the road isn’t always the greatest for staying in touch. But we manage. Liz paused for a moment. Enough about me, tell me about you! Now, what is it that you do?

      Jen shifted in her chair, obviously uncomfortable about having the attention switched to her. Oh! Well, I’m the director of Feline Haven, an all feline rescue organization and shelter.

      Well, isn’t that nice! How did you get involved with that? Liz cocked her head in interest.

      Oh, I’ve always loved animals. Jen said. But I knew I couldn’t be a vet or anything – not with euthanasia. So, I started volunteering at no-kill shelters as a teenager, and it just kind of went from there.

      Wow. That is really great. It sounds like you do great work, Liz sweetly answered.

      Thanks. Jen blushed and turned away. After a moment, she said, so…are you seeing anyone?

      Naw. Liz replied. It’s so hard when you’re always on the road. Plus, I have classes and rehearsals on top of all the performances – sometimes we do two or even three a day! It’s a pretty demanding schedule.

      Oh I see, Jen quietly retorted. She looked at her plate somewhat dejected.

      Are you seeing anyone? Liz asked. She wondered why Jen would ask such an unusual question, but she chalked it up to

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