![]() ![]() He wasn’t just cute he was hot with an attitude. I stopped practicing the piano so I could watch his dark hair flutter in his face as he ran, his body lean in his jeans and T-shirt. 9 when a guy caught my eye as he jogged across the parking lot of the Mueller-Fordham School of Music. I was in the middle of my sixth rendition of Chopin’s Nocturne Opus No. The next morning, I woke up to a light knock… “You jerk!” She kicked…Ĭhris and I stopped to grab a drink after about… I went straight home and sat down at the piano…Įrin was the first to react. “So? Did…īy Tuesday night, I was a wreck. Rafe didn’t let go of me until we got to…Īn hour and a half later, I was lying on…įor the whole ride to Mueller-Fordham, from the minute Rafe…Įrin called me at eight thirty that night. My parents and Miss Jespersen filed into the family room…Īt five minutes before six on Friday, Erin’s mom pulled… ![]() Three hours later, I slammed my forehead into the piano… I told my mom the truth about what happened at… My mom laid a major guilt trip on me for…Īt my lesson two days later, Miss Jespersen finally made… I eased myself into the flowerbeds, landing softly on the… ![]() I was in the middle of my sixth rendition of… To my parents, who taught me to follow my ![]()
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