Jenny T. Partridge owns a dance school in Utah. True to all dance directors, she has some definite psycho moms of little diva dance wannabes. It's enough to drive a sane person crazy with all of the phone calls and messages, not to mention the ones who want to ruin her by dying her hair! She is just dying to stay out of trouble -- oh well, that's not going to happen.

Hollywood StarMakers Convention is coming to town, with her old flame Bill Flanagan in charge. He is a few teachers short -- literally -- so he asks Jenny and one of her employees, James, to teach for him. That's where the fun begins. Someone has it out for Jenny and would rather she "shimmy" on elsewhere. Could it be Bill's new little "suzi -- q", Bonnie? Or maybe James, whose shoe prints were found tapping on someone's head, is a "shim sham". Whoever it is, is determined that the convention is going to be a "brush" off.

Jenny starts getting threats and other in other serious accidents, and in waltzes the handsome Detective Tate. The boy sure has the right moves, but Jenny still is a little hesitant, until staying safe means staying with Tate. There are too many threats in too short of a time span to call it coincidence. What's a director to do -- this is showbiz you know!

I absolutely love with a capital "L", Natalie M. Roberts TAPPED OUT. I am a dance instructor by profession, and she had me rolling in the aisles when she started describing some of the moms. I could actually give her the real names, so as not to protect the not so innocent. Every director has them, but Ms. Roberts captures their true essence. It is priceless. Even if the reader isn't a dance affectionado, he or she would love the unexpected twists in the plot and the zany characters. It all adds up to be a great read with a fun theme.