WHEN SHE HAD BEEN LITTLE, STAR HAD LEARNED TO SING IN CHURCH CHOIRS AND HER MOTHER'S LAP. there, people patted you on your head for doing a good job and squeezed your shoulder. the smiles she had gotten in those moments had always been precious to her, but it wasn't until david had pulled her next to him that anyone really cheered.
music might've been the only thing more common then murder in santa carla. you never had to walk far to find a street corner with a guitar, or a violin. jazz and rock and reggae were the most common around here, but really there were few things she hadn't heard.
now, she was looking forward to hearing 2D too, and the excitement definitely showed on her face as she leaned into her with a stick of lip gloss. " wait ── hold still! " star laughed. " you're going to smudge it. "