Hey! Mr. [Piano] Man, play a song for me

[Apollo Haddix]

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we prey as wolves among the sheep
and slit the necks of soldiers while they sleep

He swung his legs over the bench so that he was now facing away from the keys, watching as Savina walked towards the books surrounding them in this rather large library. He waited eagerly, wondering how a book could remind her of the music she had just heard him play. The speech must somehow seem lyrical, but he was having trouble imaging it. When she found something she seemed to be satisfied with, his smile returned.



He leaned over to look at the page she held the book open at. "Really? You can’t read? Since you had taught me Italian, I had just assumed…" He offered a shy, almost embarrassed smile. "I can’t read either. Well, not much. I only know small bits and pieces." He studied the poem anyways, picking out words he understood. However, some of the language seemed completely foreign to him.

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