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Her voice was violet blue. I closed my eyes. It was my favorite color to hear.
“I just need to know you’re okay.”
“Manners cost nothing, son. Always be gracious with those who want to help.”
Something settled in my chest that I hadn’t felt in years. Something I never thought I’d find ever again. Silver. I choked at the sight. Happiness.
“But your music made me see you, Cromwell. It called me to you. The boy who hears color.”
A rush of anger seemed to singe the bones in my body. Because Bonnie Farraday was perfect. Perfection with an imperfect heart.
