Reading The Light in the Piazza this weekend, as the movie and the bits of the musical that I've heard had made me hungry for more. It isn't a bad read, but I keep getting the feeling that I'm not understanding something. Maybe I just can't fully comprehend the complex emotions that a mother would experience in this situation.
I plan on adventuring out after work to try to find the cast recording. Lots of luck in Mount Pleasant, I know. I'll probably have to resort to the internet. I guess I could try to get my car to Midland to go to Best Buy.
As of now, I plan on trying a counter tenor version of The Light in the Piazza, as I just like the way it sounds in my head voice. If I get up the nerve, I'll post it.