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I saw Wright lower Bobbie to the seat of the White Grand Piano. He was whispering something to the child, but I couldn’t hear that. Wright said goodbye to us because one of his investors was still on Skype, so Bobbie and I were left in the nice living room. I started teaching Bobbie basic Piano songs like Happy Birthday, Twinkle Twinkle and Row, Row your boat. I'm starting to wonder because it seems like Bobbie is learning so fast, but I just thought that maybe being a musician is inherent in her blood. "Can I play a song?" She said timidly.

"I have a video of Steve in a pigsty. Can you help me spread it?" There was a second of silence on the line, followed by the flick of a lighter. "Just say the word, and I'll move mountains for you. And don't cry, Addie. It hurts me to hear it."

And over it a voice sang in a high falsetto: We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back To earth, who can tell? It was wistful and sad, but clear as a bell and made it obvious which of the girls had found their way to the trolls. Only Flossie could hit those high notes. The song sounded familiar, but I couldn’t quite identify it sung with such melancholy, until the chorus kicked. It's the final countdown BADA BAM BAM BADA BAMBAMBAM The final countdown

Lily lets out an exaggerated sigh, finally giving in as she stretches her little arms. "Fine," she says, her tone is overly dramatic, and I can't help but laugh. We start with brushing their teeth, and I make up a silly song about sparkly teeth and chasing away sugar bugs, which has them in giggles as they try to sing along. "Brush, brush, brush those pearly whites!" I chant, dancing around like a goofball. "Make the sugar bugs run for their lives!" By the time we're done, their teeth are gleaming, and they're in fits of laughter.

The damn thing gone blind (Bam-ba-lam) I said oh, Black Betty (Bam-ba-lam) Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-lam) Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-lam) Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-lam) She really gets me high (Bam-ba-lam) You know that's no lie (Bam-ba-lam) She's so rock steady (Bam-ba-lam) And she's always ready (Bam-ba-lam) Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-lam) Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-lam) Get it! Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-lam) Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-lam) She's from Birmingham (Bam-ba-lam) Way down in Alabam' (Bam-ba-lam) Well, she's shakin' that thing (Bam-ba-lam)

We can't sing. "So I put my hands up, They're playing my song, And the butterflies fly away, Noddin' my head like, yeah, Movin' my hips like, yeah, I got my hands up, They're playin' my song, You know I'm gonna be okay, Yeah, it's a party in the USA, Yeah it's a party in the USA" we screamed in all the wrong notes causing both of us to laugh as the wind from the windows blowed in our hair. -

" did you like it?" I smiled, " yeah. It's pretty. I could see the waves that splash through the rocks, it's making a lullaby." " that's good to know, but don't get fall asleep. I don't want to carry such a huge pig" I looked at jerk and saw him giggling, " im not fat."

"How the fuck am I supposed to be happy?!" "Drop the attitude or I would make you recite Mary had a little lamb!" "I go up!" He clapped with a grin on his face, "Up I go! Am I to go up? Yes I am, is he to go up? Yes, he is! Are we to go up? Yes, we are, up up we go." "Oh, your voice sounds terrible." I rolled my eyes, "Mary had a little lamb, go." "Orian you cannot be serious!"

When I stood in the hot sun in a thick jacket, carrying heavy cement bags, I took a small lick. Now I unwrapped it. I poured the pesticide into my mouth and ate it with the candy. My body hurt too much. I couldn't keep going. The candy tasted sweet, but bad. I knew it was over. Everything got blurry and bright. I heard Grandpa singing. It smelled like rice fields. "Puppy, listen to the puppy song. Rusty, when it rains, come home. In the snow you paint flowers. Just walk straight and you'll be home." Rusty barked twice and ran to me. His tongue was warm on my hand.

I said mumbling as I made my way out of the room. "Ungrateful little pig" Bennett hinted in a low tone as I walked away. Hearing him I stopped my movements and clenched my fists. I hated it so much that he called me a piggy. I wanted to turn around and scream at him, but I fought against myself to control myself.