Three days after the show, I got my first official invitation.Adam and I talked it over. We'd start with two cities, and if my body could handle it, we'd add more.When I sent the confirmation email, I stared at my own name and suddenly started laughing.Mara asked what was so funny."This time I'm packing my bags for a show."Over the next year, two cities turned into six. Adam and I took Encore to one new stage after another.When I'd been walking for too long, I still needed my wheelchair. When the pain got bad, I took time off.When I couldn't do a move the old way, Adam and I changed it together. And when I needed to stop, I finally had the nerve to say, "Not today. I need a break."When Encore came back to Zurich, the theater hung my poster over the main entrance. A week before opening, the ticket page lit up with SOLD OUT. Mara took a screenshot and sent it to me, then called right after. The two of us laughed on the phone for a long time.Dante never came backstage again.Isab
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