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my head on the door with my eyes closed muttering, “Stupid, stupid, stupid.”
I heard the click of a door and looked up. Mrs. McClellan. Was half walking half sneaking down the hall to me she grinned and scrunched her head down to her shoulders, like she was being sneaky? I had to smile at the woman. She looped her arm in mine and pulled me down the hall away from her daughter's office. “Walk with me love.”
I tilted my head at her and asked carefully, “Doctor McClellan?”
She winced. “None of that nonsense, please Tabitha, call me Marjorie or Marj.”
She pulled me into the break room as Paya was walking out to clock in. My friend cocked an eyebrow and I just shrugged. She gave a concerned look then darted off toward the time clock as ummm, Marj, guided me to one of the six little lunch tables in the room to sit.
She scrunched up her face as she grabbed one of my hands between both of hers, then she tilted her head like she was looking for the words. She nodded to herself then said, “You have to forgive Teri, she's just lost in her own world. She can't believe she found a prodigy. She's over the moon and not sure what to do. You have her second and third guessing herself. She gushes on about such a cute little thing having such a huge voice.”
Cute little thing? Teresa thought I was cute? Wait, what? Prodigy? I said, “I don't know what you're on about a prodigy. I can barely do the lessons she's giving me. I don't know why she's even doing it. Does she pity me? Is it charity? Let's help out the poor maid.”
She sighed and let go of my hand with one of her hands and pushed her frosted chocolate brown hair out of her face and over her shoulder. I noted she had the same light dusting of freckles on her face as her infuriating daughter. She chuckled.“Charity? No. Oh dear one, you don't realize your gift do you?”
I squinted at her in confusion. She looked over at my things and let go of my hand and grabbed the book written by her. “Those lessons...” She flipped through the book and placed a finger between some pages then continued back to the torture devices designed to suck the will to live out of any singer that I was working on. “...that she has you working on...” She trailed off as I looked at the evil breathing exercise. She flipped the book open a couple chapters earlier where she had her finger. Then stabbed the page with a finger. 'Master's Techniques, For Ten Year Masters Level Vocalists.' I blinked.
She continued, “You have no formal training dear one, each of those lessons takes a master months to perfect. There is a bare handful of vocalists that can accomplish them. Yet in days, you have almost perfected one and are well on the way to accomplishing the next. You are a musical prodigy Tabitha. And my dear daughter has been happier the past few days than she has been in years. She won't stop babbling about you.”
She reinforced, “You have taught yourself what takes years, if not a decade or more, of rigorous classical training to accomplish. And even then most fail. You are Teresa's miracle. You understand? So please don't think ill of her, this is something new she doesn't understand and is a little exuberant about.”
My lips quirked up at that. The ice queen babbled about me? She thought of me as her miracle? I glanced at the woman and blushed a little, nodded then looked down at my hands, and fidgeted.
She smiled at me and gave my hand a squeeze then stood. “I have to get back to the class.”
I nodded up at her and she smiled and went back into the hall. I thought for a moment then my eyes snapped wide as I saw the clock on the wall. Bloody hell! I was late clocking back in! I ran out and down the hall to the time clock.
Paya was standing there next to our cleaning equipment with a grin on her face. I looked at my card and I was already punched in, just in time it seems. She shrugged with a grin and said, “I figured if you weren't sacked, I'd better save you from
I heard the click of a door and looked up. Mrs. McClellan. Was half walking half sneaking down the hall to me she grinned and scrunched her head down to her shoulders, like she was being sneaky? I had to smile at the woman. She looped her arm in mine and pulled me down the hall away from her daughter's office. “Walk with me love.”
I tilted my head at her and asked carefully, “Doctor McClellan?”
She winced. “None of that nonsense, please Tabitha, call me Marjorie or Marj.”
She pulled me into the break room as Paya was walking out to clock in. My friend cocked an eyebrow and I just shrugged. She gave a concerned look then darted off toward the time clock as ummm, Marj, guided me to one of the six little lunch tables in the room to sit.
She scrunched up her face as she grabbed one of my hands between both of hers, then she tilted her head like she was looking for the words. She nodded to herself then said, “You have to forgive Teri, she's just lost in her own world. She can't believe she found a prodigy. She's over the moon and not sure what to do. You have her second and third guessing herself. She gushes on about such a cute little thing having such a huge voice.”
Cute little thing? Teresa thought I was cute? Wait, what? Prodigy? I said, “I don't know what you're on about a prodigy. I can barely do the lessons she's giving me. I don't know why she's even doing it. Does she pity me? Is it charity? Let's help out the poor maid.”
She sighed and let go of my hand with one of her hands and pushed her frosted chocolate brown hair out of her face and over her shoulder. I noted she had the same light dusting of freckles on her face as her infuriating daughter. She chuckled.“Charity? No. Oh dear one, you don't realize your gift do you?”
I squinted at her in confusion. She looked over at my things and let go of my hand and grabbed the book written by her. “Those lessons...” She flipped through the book and placed a finger between some pages then continued back to the torture devices designed to suck the will to live out of any singer that I was working on. “...that she has you working on...” She trailed off as I looked at the evil breathing exercise. She flipped the book open a couple chapters earlier where she had her finger. Then stabbed the page with a finger. 'Master's Techniques, For Ten Year Masters Level Vocalists.' I blinked.
She continued, “You have no formal training dear one, each of those lessons takes a master months to perfect. There is a bare handful of vocalists that can accomplish them. Yet in days, you have almost perfected one and are well on the way to accomplishing the next. You are a musical prodigy Tabitha. And my dear daughter has been happier the past few days than she has been in years. She won't stop babbling about you.”
She reinforced, “You have taught yourself what takes years, if not a decade or more, of rigorous classical training to accomplish. And even then most fail. You are Teresa's miracle. You understand? So please don't think ill of her, this is something new she doesn't understand and is a little exuberant about.”
My lips quirked up at that. The ice queen babbled about me? She thought of me as her miracle? I glanced at the woman and blushed a little, nodded then looked down at my hands, and fidgeted.
She smiled at me and gave my hand a squeeze then stood. “I have to get back to the class.”
I nodded up at her and she smiled and went back into the hall. I thought for a moment then my eyes snapped wide as I saw the clock on the wall. Bloody hell! I was late clocking back in! I ran out and down the hall to the time clock.
Paya was standing there next to our cleaning equipment with a grin on her face. I looked at my card and I was already punched in, just in time it seems. She shrugged with a grin and said, “I figured if you weren't sacked, I'd better save you from
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