Four weeks after Recording Day.
Four weeks after Recording Day.Instead of just one person, two strangers are waiting in the white room for me. One of them is sitting on the high chair, the other is using the sitter to lean against. They’re softly chatting and don’t even notice me coming in.
“Hey,” I say, breaking their bubble.
Rebecca looks up. “Hi.”
“What’s going on?” I ask. I gesture to the girl that has an arm wrapped around Rebecca’s waist.
“This is Taylor. She’s just dropping me off.”
“Or she could stay?” I wouldn’t have suggested this at the beginning of the project, but it’s already gone different than I expected.
“Umm…” Taylor searches for reassurance from Rebecca before she nods. “Sure, why not.”
“Nice. I’ll get an extra chair and set up. Then we can get started.”
“Sounds
