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better than Frank to
help her figure that out? But she didn’t want anybody knowing her
true motives—especially Frank. She had to be careful, not to
mention tricky, in the way she handled her fact-finding
mission.
    The first time she brought it up, they were in the
middle of lunch at the diner adjacent to the motel.
    “Frankie…if I give you a hypothetical situation,”
she said. “Would you tell me what you’d do in that case?”
    “Sure.”
    “Let’s suppose you’re a famous singer.” She set the
scene while she sipped her orange juice.
    “I like it so far.”
    “You’re from another country, and you’ve come to
conquer the States.”
    Frank didn’t give the strange scenario much thought
as he sipped his drink.
    “Anyway...” Roxanne shrugged and went on, “you meet
this girl. One you really like. But you want her to like you…not
who you are.” She paused long enough for him to consider it. “Would
you tell her right away? Or would you wait?”
    “Well…” He let the odd scenario percolate in his
mind. “If I really wanted her to like me, rather than who I was...”
Frank had a hard time placing himself in this scene. He already had
the girl, and he was far from famous, so he didn’t have to worry
about why she liked him. “Well, I guess I’d probably hold off
telling her for a while,” he said, finally making a choice.
    She didn’t question him further, and Frank didn’t
give her strange inquiries much more than a passing thought.
    Six weeks into the tour, the band arrived in
Titusville, Florida. They’d had Wednesday and Thursday nights as a
primer for the weekend. Frank liked arriving at the next gig during
the middle of the week. It gave him a chance to get a feel for the
place, insuring that over the weekend he’d give those people a show
they’d never forget. Even if he did sing somebody else’s songs.
    Friday afternoon, while Frank and Rich were out on a
pizza run, Roxanne took the occasion to look over her story. She
was so enthralled in working out the details that the unexpected
knock at the door startled her. She shoved the loose papers
erratically into the dresser drawer and closed it with a swift
push. Adrenaline rushed through her veins as she hurried toward the
door.
    “That was quick.” She opened the door, expecting to
see Frank and Rich. Instead, she found herself staring into the
faces of Candy and Glenna.
    “Quick?” Candy said skeptically. “Took us damn near
three hours to get here.”
    “Hi Roxie.” Glenna peered over Candy’s shoulder and
smiled.
    Roxanne took a moment to let their unexpected
arrival sink in. “Come on in,” she said, finally gathering her
wits.
    “Well if you don’t mind...” Glenna backed away a
couple of steps. “I’m going to go find my man.”
    “Where’s Frank?” Candy wondered vaguely as Glenna
strolled away.
    “He and Rich went to get pizza.” Roxanne motioned
Candy inside.
    “So...” Candy perched herself on the edge of the bed
nearest the door. “How’s it going?”
    “Fine,” Roxanne said, closing the door. She moved
toward the dresser and stood in front of it, as if protecting her
writing from discovery.
    “Are you happy?” Candy asked.
    “Very.”
    Roxanne gave all the right answers, but Candy knew
something was wrong. What are you hiding ? She wondered
suspiciously of Roxanne. The door opened. Candy’s thoughts of
interrogating her sister fell by the wayside.
    Frank, and then Rich entered the room. Each carrying
a pizza.
    “Hey, Candy.” Frank greeted her with a
half-smile.
    “What’s happening, Frank?” Candy stood.
    Rich set the pizza down on the table near the door
and crossed the room to Candy’s side. “It’s nice to see you,” he
said and kissed her tenderly.
    “It’s good to see you too,” she agreed.
    Taking Candy’s hand, Rich pulled her to the far side
of the room. “I have to talk to you. It’s important,” he
whispered.
    “Okay,” she said, making light of his