My fingers move instinctively over the strings, each note soft and steady, like a secret whispered to the breeze. The shade of the tree is perfect. Quiet, tucked away, just enough to keep people from looking too closely. At least, thatโs what I thought. A flicker of movement catches my eye, and I notice someone standing nearby. I keep playing, hoping theyโll just enjoy the music and not ask too many questions.
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