This is a story about Bree Del Campo and her tale of Cecilia Bartoli, the beautiful, talented mezzo soprano. Bree was talking to a group of nice, but impatient senior citizens after a recital of folk and old pop favorites. Relating to them that her second favorite day of the year, after her birthday, is the day before Valentine's, February 13th, she went on with some of her best stories until the hour of 7:00PM, which is near the retirement village's bedtime. Her last story, she though, would thrill the group because it was the wild but true anecdote of Shanelle Jernigan playing piano for Cecilia, or Chi Chi, as friends call her. The crowd began to get restless as Bree told that last tale, Of course, Kerry Alt, packed the guitar and amplifiers away as Bree finished the hilarious story. The final act to get to the village was the unlucky soloist John Pleasant with his clarinet, who realized too late that the once benevolent retirement village had now tuned bitterly sleepy.
From the look of the dissatisfied elderly patrons, she could tell she should go back to her old art studio and paint some pictures because she could not possibly make a halfway decent living out of telling Chi Chi stories. Later that evening, the university college professor Christine Sanders told her in a phone conversation that it would be a good idea, so she stayed home and forgot about telling stories, and stuck to her music and art.
After the frightfully icy reception from the senior citizens, Bree was quite delighted and relieved that she decided to follow her instinct as far as art was concerned. She learned not to tell even a hilarious yarn in the most acoustically inept room in Las Cruces without an amp and a decent microphone. Bree has finally regained her dignity and paints with a wide variety of green in her room.
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