The little doctor shifted his feet, looking down, then growled, “If I’m honest, McDermott – and God knows why I’m telling you this – it’s eating my heart out, not being up there tonight.” He paused, looking up, as the sounds from the ballroom were audible once more. “Once in a while, though, you have to weigh what you want against what you believe in, even though some of your friends may think you’re a fool.”
