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Show "The violin," said Joan Keddington. "I perform with the Youth Symphony." Mrs. Parker nodded towards Elizabeth De Guigne, who was sitting next to Joan. "Art," said Elizabeth. She flipped her waist length hair over her shoulder. "I do portraits mostly and am having an exhibit in the Dobson Recital Hall next month." Kim was sitting right next to Elizabeth. It was her turn next. All at once, her brain froze solid. "Miss Long?" Mrs. Parker looked straight at her. "Uh, I don't have my exact title," mumbled Kim. "Oh, that's all right. Can you give us just a general idea?" A general idea? If I were really gifted, thought Kim, it wouldn't take me all that long to figure out what my gift was. The room started swirling around and her and she felt clammy all over. Because she had no other, she came out with the first thing that popped into her mind. "Uh...basketball," Kim blurted. Surprisingly, it didn't sound that bad. "My topic is basketball," said Kim, with slightly more assurance. I-I'm gonna try to play for Miss Putnam's." Isabel and Maureen turned around and stared at her as if she'd just robbed a bank. But Mimi, who was sitting next to 61 |
