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Star stopped in her tracks for a moment, staring vacantly at April.  When she snapped out of it, she beamed at her long lost relative and begged her to continue singing in her sweetly melodious voice.

While April was noisily distracted, Star cleared her throat meaningfully and nudged Tara. “Something has occurred to me,” she whispered in Tara’s ear.  “April doesn’t have a husband, never married. She was a professional nanny or something…oh now I remember!  She worked at the ..,” but she was loudly interrupted by Rosamund asking what they were whispering about and hadn’t they been rude enough already for one day.

April stopped singing so Tara and Star quickly starting clapping and making complimentary remarks.

Dimpling girlishly, April thanked them very much and asked, did they know who she used to sing with? Vince French, the most…

“VINCE FRENCH?” the others shouted in unison.