Another shot through me like daggers. The pain was excruciating yet I managed to keep smiling. How could I do otherwise when my daughter was watching intently?
This had been a long process but the results had been worth the effort. The pain was now much less, apart from the occasional. For that matter, spending time with my young daughter had made the experience tolerable, even in the initial painful stages.
“How was that, daddy?” my daughter looked on expectantly.
“Beautiful, sweetheart, hardly a note in error.”
Learning had been an adventure. At her young age, I could see a violinist future for her.
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