ANOTHER SUNNY DAY by Kathy Clark

on his clipboard Sarah shrugged and tried to tell Tyler with her eyes that it was just another part of the game and for him not to take it personally. She hoped she had gotten the message across, because Bob, propelled her across to a van that had a large 13 and Eyewitness News painted on its sides and an antenna mounted on its top.
    Both hosts were very warm and friendly, immediately putting Sarah at ease. She wasn't used to being interviewed, but she'd seen Sunny handle it so many times that she knew she could pull it off. After the cameras had been set up and an impromptu stage arranged in front of one of the covered wagons the interview begin with the hosts confessing that they were fans of h ers and delighted to meet her.
    "Are you enjoying the trail ride, Sunny?" Jan asked. "I have to admit that I don't think I could make it for a whole week. I ride in the parade every year and enjoy it, but this would be just a lit tle too much of a good thing."
    "I'm having a terrific time. It's been so long since I've been able to spend time outdoors, breathing this fresh, clean country air and enjoying the scenery," Sarah answered honestly. "And even though I perform in front of thousands of people each year, I never have the opportunity to meet many of my fans. I think some degree of personal contact is important for a performer to keep her perspective."
    "You perform on the road quite a lot, don't you?"
    "Yes, usually about three hundred days out of the year, which gets grueling for even the most season ed performer," Sarah admitted.
    "I can imagine," Jan sympathized.
    "Of course, it does have its rewards. It pays well as long as the tickets keep selling. And touring helps to boost record sales. Also it fulfills that certain something deep within me that prompted me to walk upon a stage for the first time and sing my heart out to anyone who cared to listen. Back then it didn't matter whether or not they paid me. I just wanted to perform in front of audience."
    "I've noticed that performers do seem to be driven by some invisible force. I don't think they would be content to live their lives without that opportunity for self-expression, do you?" Jan asked perceptively.
    "You're absolutely right. I don't understand it myself, but performing can be as vital to a person's survival as eating and breathing," Sarah agreed, thinking of Sunny. Even when she was on the verge of exhaustion, she still pushed herself, traveling to one more concert so she could get out there and do what she did best . . . sing.
    The cameraman motioned that they had to cut to a commercial, and everyone took advantage of the break to drink their coffee or have their hair retouched. Sarah stayed where she was, but when she looked up, she saw Tyler standing behind one or the cameramen. He was studying her with an oddly intimate look that made her heart lurch. It took all her self-control not to rush over to him and throw herself into his arms. But as quickly as his look had appeared, it was replaced by a detached impersonal one that made her wonder if she had read too much into his expression.
    The camera light blinked back on, and the interview continued from the point wh ere they had left off earlier.
    "Now let's get a little more personal," Jan said with a conspiratorial smile. "With all of this traveling how do you have time for any sort of meaningful rel ationships?"
    To Sarah's dismay she could feel a warm blush staining her cheeks. This was a subject, better left undiscussed with her own feelings in such a turmoil.
    "Is there someone special in your life right now?" Jan pried gently.
    "Do I look like the type to kiss and tell?" Sarah responded evasively with a saucy toss of her blond curls.
    Jan leaned forward slightly and prompted, "Your romantic involvements have gotten quite a lot of press coverage. I thought you might like to have the opportunity to set the reco rd straight once and for all."
    "For most of my life my energy has been focused on developing a