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revenue is…negligible.”
“In your field persistence is key.”
“I’ve—persisted.” The clench went all through my body now. It was an ugly combi-nation of embarrassment and rage.
His manner remained as bland as ever. Maybe he didn’t know how he was hot-foo-tin’ me; maybe he knew exactly. “I’d be ly-ing if I said I hadn’t listened to some of your work.”
I knew why he’d done so. Because he liked Daddy’s music. And because he’d wanted to see if some part of Boone Ossett’s knack had gotten passed down to his offspring.
He added after too long a pause, “You have a very persuasive voice.”
That I knew. My vocalizations were strong. I could go tenor to countertenor and hit high notes when I wanted. Daddy had kept it simpler. He breathed his words, in a way that disguised
