Camille“No, El. It’s supposed to be this note.” Her music teacher says, pressing the note on the keyboard, and I can’t help but smile. I decided to pick her up from school because my plans for today went to shit.Tore decided to drive off, dropping me off at her school. “Yes. Like that!” she encourages, beaming with a smile. When she finally hits the note, the teacher claps for her, and I join her.“Cami!” she shouts, waving at me, and I walk in, pushing off the threshold.“Can I go?” She asks her teacher, who nods her head. I open my arms for her, and she comes running into my arms, and there’s a warmth around my heart as I hold on tight to her.“Cami. I did it… I learnt how to do the low notes and… and…” She mumbles, her words coming out all loud and over each other as I cup her face, smiling.“Come on. You can tell me all about it in the car,” I say, holding her hand. She waves at her teacher, who curtly bows to me, and I nod before walking away.All the way to the car, she mumble
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