Voice Of A Nightingale

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heart broke every single time my mind replayed the words if my mama. And it even broke further when

went to my pocket. They'd come from bread. I threw pieces of it, and

me in this posture, talking to the ducks, they might tag me cra

pursed. She looked... Tired. Not physically. Emotionally. She looked exactly as I did when I told her I was getting a divorce with Timoth

I could only feel the desire to give a retort back, but I knew that would d

before she joined me in my sitting style. H

to know. I had to try to stop you somehow... From going for Broadway... but I knew that it was not

lms clammy. Weren't she just angry? What changed? I secretly hoped she was here

to ask. She sighed and took

spoken to you th

eady said t

truth. I speak

ad at me. I know that I what I said must have sounded so stupid tha

n Broadway isn't st

the only reason I considered even taking that offer is to save our house. To not take the cushion of comfort away from my family

y head, which she carefully laid at rest on he

just

t you to mak

Timothy? You al

you jump at what I'm trying to say an

a while. I realized she wasn

You're so young and you have a son already," at that, I tried to raise my head from her shoulders but she pressed it on. "Your name has been mentioned at the newspaper like it's an easy task to do. Nanny Rose has been

ft from God. I still can't explain how the sound of your voi

o go up. I stared at her for a while to know if she was joking or

ou ser

Your Dad used to think it was the best part of his life. You were just three

, letting the news sink in. But I wondered, "if he called me

s call you Nightingale and t

honor t

It was what made his

d he stop us

was terrified that they would take you away and he wasn't having it. He didn't want you to loose yourself in the praises or to forget

t have los

nd she still hasn't come to see him. Maybe she thinks he's still alive, maybe she

is Ca

was my friend. That's how I met your father. Through her." Mama said. "Your aunt would sing and everything it felt like a blessing

ade for bigger things. I was approached by a man. And secondly, how

t she can always work at anything to get

goodbye bef

s if she left and that was it. Because it's been

way over there and just took on a normal life out of shame of returning to this small village where surely people would gossip t

ting awards worldwide. I've seen

safe to just shut your sister out from your child

he was pained by that. My heart broke in two places for my father and then her. How could aunt Carla do that? That was wh

t." My mama whispered, I strained my ear to hear. Hmm