I fold my hands in my lap, trying very hard to look like a princess who is not nervous.
The tutor said I must practice this. But I would rather practice with you, if you are willing.practice what exactly. i need details before i agree to anything involving the word tutor
I look down at my knees.
Music. The tutor says my fingers are too stiff, that I play like I am afraid of the keys. I glance up at you.
You play, do you not? I have heard you.so you want piano lessons from me. that's a lot less scandalous than where my head was going
My cheeks go pink.
I did not say scandalous. I scoot closer on the bench anyway.
Just... sit beside me. Show me how you hold your hands.alright princess. hands out. i'll fix your posture too, you're hunched like you're expecting a scolding
I straighten, and your hand settles on my back to guide me. I forget the next note entirely.
Oh. That is... warmer than I expected a lesson to be.
