Hoarse

I have an intense fear of embarrassment, as do probably most people. My throat, still recovering from a sour soreness and then a slimy coat, is unwilling to hit the notes I'll need to tonight onstage. One more week until the show. The first real show I'll ever lead. One more week, and what if I still can't reach high E flat or low G? Regardless, tonight I'll step onstage and have to practice. And lose the lingering respect of anyone who will be watching. Tonight, my dreams will shine like mud. I hope, with all of my heart, that the vocal chords pull a miracle out of some back pocket and I can sit on them and wait until the end of my solo.