His career declines thereafter. Danny retreats to his bedroom as contemporaries audition, perform at concerts and festivals, succeed. Years pass. He waits despondently for another opportunity.
On his twenty-fifth birthday, his mother buys tickets to a mystery concert at the festival hall. “It’s a surprise,” she says.
They make their way inside.
It’s completely empty.
There’s a piano centre stage, waiting for him.
“Your turn,” she says.
After all, dreams don’t always require an audience to come true.
