Dreaming There is a competition; I am one of six finalists. We are sitting in two rows of three facing away from each other. To my left are two men; to my right, a large audience. The female host instructs one of the men to sing; he does really well. The next man also does well. I don’t know why I have been chosen; my voice is nowhere near as good as theirs. I’m dreading my turn but think if I put the effort in I could be quite…