Taking me away to a time when I was still naïve enough to believe that one day, life might be as simple as the next chord.
I remember a time when I could sit in front of my piano and play every day, when I still dreamed of playing piano in concerts all over the world.
I remember a time when my brother was still my hero, my biggest motivator, and my biggest fan…
The keys clang. Wrong note. I yell in frustration.
“What’s the matter, little bird?”
I scowl and turn to face him. Cesar is standing by the window, looking at me with amusement.
“I can’t get it right.”
“You will,” he tells me confidently. “You just need to practice.”
“I don’t doubt it,” he replies. “Which will make it all the more impressive when you master it.”
I sigh and kick into thin air. My legs don’t quite reach the g
