HIGH Note

An opera singer, you must be joking,’ Greg scoffed. ‘Who filled your head with all that nonsense?’

‘Danny Gee,’ Eloise said. ‘And it’s not nonsense. He’s going to give me lessons and be my manager. He was famous once. Filled stadiums with screaming fans, eager to hear his music. He says I have talent.’

‘Him, a second-rate, rock singer from the ’70s. Where does he get off calling himself a singing coach? I’ve heard you in the shower, and boy he’ll have his work cut out. One thing, though,