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The Light



"Maria. Phil. Have you made any plans for this weekend?"
"No, Madame."
"I would like to show you some French culture."



She took them to a farm in the country where the family had finished cutting the hay. Several people gathered around a fire. Madame Chartier seemed especially happy that night.
A young man took a guitar and played a few chords. It was a simple combination, and then he began to sing. His voice had a unique style. It sounded so sincere.
"You are good!" Maria smiled. "I really mean it! You should sing professionally." She nodded, agreeing with herself.
"Well, then I'd have to write a few more songs." He smiled. "I worry that showbiz is all luck."
"I would buy your album. I wish I had brought my tape recorder."
"It feels good to have one fan." He smiled.



The next night Madame Chartier drove them to the back entrance to a large building with an unknown purpose.
"Madame, thank you for coming!" a huge bodyguard said as they walked through the door.
The music was loud. Music synthesizers, bass drums, and electric guitars played a fanfare, and then she heard a familiar voice sing a few words, and then there was a screaming answer from the crowd.

If you could see the light that shines in front of me...
If you could see the light that shines where we could be...
Summer is gone and I can't tell you why...
Forgive me, love, I'm too proud to cry...



They could see the crowd on the television monitors. Girls were standing on the shoulders of other people, waving flashlights with orange-red heads, like semaphore signals, a code of communication with gestures for each letter of the alphabet. The backup singers added "Take me through to the other side" at the end of the chorus, and soon the crowd was singing "Take me through to the other side."


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