![]() ![]() A smart lash from her tongue could not penetrate the façade of Alan Jung, true. Liv looked genuinely shocked those magnified eyes bore into the director of The Bellus as if she might reprimand him. In front of Liv when those ugly words shot out, Martina felt her only mode of defense was to cross her arms in the hope they'd act as a shield. While we here at The Bellus encourage our dancers to maintain their stamina, I will not have my lead ballerina looking like the Sugar Plump Fairy. ![]() ![]() Martina peered at her reflection, lit with unforgiving light in the floor-length mirror hung from the back of the bathroom door. In the empty space of her studio apartment, Alan's words still were loud. ![]() You've gained weight, Miss Mariposa,he had said. He also suggested the next few days would be best spent sitting around the fire and indulging in all the treats the festive season brought with it. Inside the tiny apartment a Channel Nine News weatherman predicted a bitter holiday weekend: blowing winds and actual temperatures sinking below zero at night. Sure, a few weeks ago, snow fell in copious amounts, but now Christmas, only four days away, would not see the magic of a snow-filled metropolis this year. CHICAGO WOULDN'T HAVE a white Christmas this year. ![]()
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