Please, the note read, you have to help me. I’m desperate. He looked up at the girl sitting across from him. She was looking down, picking at her nail polish, avoiding eye contact. He cleared his throat. “Are you sure you want to try this? I mean, there’s only a small chance it will work…”

Without looking at him, she picked up a pencil and wrote, I need to sing. I have all this music inside… She paused, trying to find the best way to express herself. It needs to be free.

“Very well, I’ll see what I can do. When is the musical?” She wrote, Auditions are in two months.

“Okay. Let’s see if we can clear these cobwebs from your throat…” With that said, the wizard turned and started gathering the things he would need. “We’ll make a singer out of you, just wait.”