I love your voice. Fifty-plus times a year, counting exhibitions and playoffs, Newman sings the national anthem for the Detroit Red Wings. Instead, they won't leave. It's noon on a sunny Sunday. In fact, fans will keep her scribbling until the doors slam shut at 6.
Endearments are free.
Gary does not know that Newman is one of seven kids and part of the eldest of three sets of twins. Gary knows she has a pretty face and a warm, rich voice, and she performs in short skirts or tight pants. Those are the things stars are made of, and a star is what Newman has wanted to be for as long as she can remember. She smiles and begins to write. Her blond hair is high, and her red top is medium-low.