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We left the clinic early that evening, feeling elated. I was nearly drunk from the excitement. I walked into the house with a grin.
“I assume things went well?” my father asked as soon as he saw me.
“Dad, the song is almost perfect. Now, Geraldine said she is going to organise some kind of show, get the publics’ feelings then we are going to record it and send it to the sponsors, see if we can get piece of the action.’ I said excitedly.
My mother came in and asked
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