Thatmeantshewouldn’thavetoliveoninstantnoodlesandteaeggsfortwomonths.Shewouldn’thavetostareatafttenedwalletandcalcuteherlifedowntothest.

        Iteveshecould—ifshewanted—buyabettersetofimportedbassstrings.

        “Andthat’snotall.”Eliancaughttheshiftinherexpressionandpressedharder.“Ialsoknowyourfamily’sstriightsandweekendsareallcramschool.Ifyousayyes,Ihandleyourmomayouexcusedfromcsses.I’llmakesureyoodgirl’imagedoesn’tcrack.”

        Crabitdownonherlowerlip.

        Theofferwastootemptiingenoughthatshecouldito.

        Thiswasageniusguitarist’sall-ingambleforanationalpetition.

        AnditwasalsoaTianmurichkid’sbright,deliberatetrap—hisfingersclosingpreciselyaroundtheoalweaknessofabrokebassist.

        CralookedintoElian’sfidenteyes.

        Anddeepinsideher,therebellioussoulshe’dkeptsuppressedforyearsbegantohowl—violent,impatieobreakoutofthecageofreason.

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