The Finished Score I have committed ever note to memory. Charlotte continues to squeak out her solo, causing my eardrums to collapse. No this solo was not intended for her voice. I sang while John composed and wrote the lyrics. I have committed every word to memory. And that is why this "Charlotte of Theater Marvelous" makes me mad. No, I am not jealous of her. I could never be jealous of her. But it is the fact that, first hand, she is not meant for the role. Second, that is literally my stage! I have found many names carved in the crevices and corners of the Theater, and my name has been included with the handful. Another name was 'Eric'. It was almost illegible but I have studied it hard and have finally made out the crooked letters. I began to sing at the top of my lungs, drowning out Charlotte with lovely notes of music. I sang the part of the duet that John had written for me.