He'dendured bullying at a school where learning took a distant seventhplace to tormenting teachers, If shewasn't here, then she was somewhere and f r all anyone knew about it,that somewhere could've been up in West Hampstead. Are you all right? I'm perfectly fine, Helen said. Idon't know how your mother felt.
Playingmusic is what you do. But I had allowed that singular chance for redemption to slip throughmy fingers. Dismissive, superior, and in control. I realisethat nothing stays the same forever and to expect that she and I willbe forever content to be fellow musicians and ardent lovers is a formof delusion.
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