The Red Slippers Quotes

“Recalculating”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“I think a parent’s job is to let their kids be who they are and to support them no matter what.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“anything,”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“career”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“found—”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“Sebastian”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“tomorrow.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“kind,”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“I”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“Gordon”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“friends.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“thumb”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“Ned.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“apex”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“they’re more like lapdogs. They would do anything for her.” “Great,” I said. “I’ll focus my investigation on them tomorrow.” I turned to Bess. “Can you just walk me through this afternoon one more time? I know you were focused on Fiona, but did anyone leave the rehearsal for a prolonged period of time?” Before Bess could answer, Sebastian returned from the bathroom. “You guys are still talking about the dressing room? I thought the point of coming here was to give Maggie a break, get her mind off things,” he said. “She needs to relax so she can get a good night’s sleep tonight and be ready for tomorrow.” I was going to protest that I needed all the information I could get to solve this case before the performance. I had less than twenty-four hours, and we’d made very little headway so far. But looking over at Maggie and seeing how distraught she was, I realized Sebastian was right. We weren’t going to solve the case at the restaurant, and belaboring all the details wouldn’t help Maggie do her best tomorrow. I turned to Sebastian. “All right,” I said. “Tell us about you. You seem really young to be the pianist for the tour.”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“Bess paused, as if she were searching for the right words. “I think I’d rather show you.” George and I followed Bess back into the theater. We walked quickly through the lobby, where clusters of dancers were whispering among themselves. They all looked shaken up. We entered the auditorium, which was almost completely empty. Only Jamison sat in the front row, staring at the empty stage, seemingly lost in thought. Bess indicated we should be quiet. I nodded. Based on what we’d heard earlier, I had no doubt Jamison would bite our heads off if we disturbed him. We tiptoed past him and entered a door to the right that led backstage. The”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“Bess indicated we should be quiet. I nodded. Based on what we’d heard earlier, I had no doubt Jamison would bite our heads off if we disturbed him. We tiptoed past him and entered a door to the right that led backstage. The difference between what the audience sees onstage and what actually happens backstage never ceases to amaze me. It’s part of what made me want to study ballet in the first place. When I was five, I saw The Nutcracker performed at that very theater. The daughter of one of Bess’s mom’s best friends was playing Clara, the lead, so we all got to go backstage after the performance. While we were watching”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers

“the Grand Hotel. As we drove over, I called Bess to update her and put her on speaker. I quickly ran through everything that had transpired since we’d split up. “Anything happen at rehearsal we should know about?” I asked. “No. I haven’t let Fiona out of my sight, and nothing fishy has happened. Everyone has been focused on the show.” I heard Jamison screaming in the background. “Sarah, my ninety-year-old grandmother has better”
― Carolyn Keene, The Red Slippers