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It was the silence.
Vivian laughed, though there was no humor in it. “I can’t even find a decent acupuncturist on short notice. How am I supposed to find a ghost?” monique-s secret spa- part 1
And for Vivian Deveroux, a 44-year-old former prima ballerina whose joints screamed louder than her memories of applause, need was becoming something close to desperation. Vivian had spent thirty years bending her body into impossible shapes for the delight of audiences across three continents. Her feet—once praised as “sculptures of alabaster” by a New York Times critic—were now a latticework of scar tissue and regret. Her left hip had been rebuilt twice. Her spine carried the memory of a fall during a 2009 production of Giselle that had nearly ended everything. It was the silence
“Good,” Monique said, and for the first time, her smile reached her eyes. “Now we can begin.” End of Part 1 How am I supposed to find a ghost