Dad levelled a look at me, his arms crossed. Raphael takes me tothe concert as he's promised. Decentbloke, Webberly. You mean to go on like this forever? With Yasmin in the middle, d'you mean? She glanced at Nkata, seemingto try to read an answer in his silence.
The strings haven't been cleaned since Wigmore Hall, have they? Whenwas the last time you failed to clean the strings after a concert,Gideon? There wasn't a concert. And Ithought you instructed me to write what I remembered, going back to theearliest memory I could recall. What was in the picture was this: a baby cradled in the arms of a womanI did not recognise. When she couldn't do that, she hatedherself.
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