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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
DREAM A LITTLE DREAM OF ME
“No, Poppa, don’t fence me-e-e-e i-i-in,” sang Ellen Cohen, her pudgy hands on her swaying hips.
Bess marveled at her seven-year-old daughter who looked at home under the bright lights. “Imagine, Phillip, our little girl at the Hippodrome.”
“Kate Smith couldn’t sing it better.” He grinned. “Today Baltimore, tomorrow Hollywood.”
After the show, anger drilled Bess when a stranger pinched Ellen’s cheek and said, “What a voice. Too bad she’s,” the woman lowered her voice, “on the zoftig side.”
The future Cass Elliot stuck out her tongue. “Someday I’m going to be the most famous fat girl in the world.”
Ellen Naomi Cohen aka Cass Elliot
September 19, 1941 – July 29, 1974