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TARA "Feeling better?" Mother asked while giving me a hot cup of tea to drink. We got back from the rehearsal not too long, and my mother in-law, who's under the impression that I'm cold, made me a hot tea to take out the fever. But I'm neither ill nor feverish. I'm a bit lost in this new feeling rising in me. And it's because of that plumber. During the practice, Theodore left the Hall without saying a word to anyone. He just walked out of the place and into the cold night. Yet, no one complained about his behavior. They all continued with the rehearsal, until we were done. As Mom and I were getting into the car to leave, she suddenly startled me when she asked, pointing at a tree not too far from the Hall, "Isn't that Theodore?" I looked right into the direction she was pointing an