’ The first drop of rain falls, landing on my head. I glance up and sigh. ‘Ms. Johnson, it’s raining.’ We rush to the safety of her light gree... minivan and begin talking some more about the things going on in my life and how silly I feel and reluctant to go anywhere. Like my other professors, Ms. Johnson encourages me to make new friends, but the only other girl that I feel doesn’t mock me for my idiocy. I don’t know why I care so much, but I do. She keeps insisting they aren’t all Cruella. Soon I found that she would rather hear me play and sing than try to play herself. And that's how our sessions evolved, the girls joining us for a short time as a duet before they went to bed. Then me playing for Angel well beyond our agreed upon quitting time.If it wasn't from the noise in the den, I could almost imagine that this was my family. Some nights we would sit side by side on the settee, me playing and singing softly and her with her head on my shoulder. I was slowly falling for her.. More

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