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"More Beethoven?" she asked

"The Moonlight Sonata I can’t complain Beethoven didn’t write a piano part for his Ninth Syht Sonata as a consolation prize"

"It’s beautiful"

"So are you"

Eleanor took a deep breath

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, Little One"

"Are you as nervous as I ahteen years old"

"So you are nervous?"

"Not at all"

"Me, neither," she said and meant it

Søren dipped his head and her lips treainst his She hadn’t lied She didn’t feel a moment’s nervousness Only peace and desire as if thisoutside her door her entire life and at last she could let it in

She reached behind her head and pulled out the pencil she’d used to hold her hair back in a loose knot Søren s on her palht?" he asked her She laid the pencil on the piano by the candle, thrilled Søren reo talk about how she’d take only a pencil to the tests she’d knew she’d ace

"I plan on blowing the curve"

They kissed again, kissed through their smiles

"Stay," Søren said as he pulled away from her

She waited on the piano bench as ordered From now until the end of ti orders and her taking them She would hen he said wait and where he said wait and she would not move until he told her she could move