After the game, John helped the children with their muziki lesson. Clara sat with Tim at the kinanda while John helped Amy with her composed piece. After awhile Clara heard Amy playing, she turned round only to see it was John playing Amy's piece. The song was played with such precision and filled with so much passion. She fell zaidi in upendo with kwa the minute. After he finished, the room was left in a stunned silence.
'Is something wrong?' John asked, nervously.
'I never knew wewe could play... and so beautifully.'
'Thank you, Clara. I haven't played for awhile, haven't had a chance.' He handed the...
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