When we got to our dorm and walked through the corridor, we heard one room playing my song. Ayla and I looked at each other and giggled our way to our room. I am star-stricken by my voice. I couldn’t believe I am hearing myself everywhere. When we reached the room, I looked at the envelope that was given to me by Mr. Sullivan’s secretary. I saw a five-digit amount which made my eyes popped. I never saw such money before.
“Ayla, let’s celebrate.”
“Why? What did you see?”
“Look!”
And I showed her the check.
“Oh my, let’s go, baby.”
And we went to a restaurant and ate steak flank, tender and juicy. We were full and satisfied. And we also talked about my song.
“Do you imagine having fans line up to take a picture with you one day?”
I smiled.
“We should go out more often now because w
