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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home - Chicago, IL
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I giggle when Caden pulls me into his lap, happy to have his arms around me as he walks me through the basics. I notice how easily his long fingers are able to play notes and move across the keys. Stretched as far as I can with my thumb on middle C, I find that my pinky can barely play the G. 

[color=#9B111E]“Can pianos come in smaller sizes?”[/color] I joke, turning my face to look up at Caden from his lap.

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[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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I laugh, grinning again. [color=F7941D]“If you want - we should find a big set of stairs for you to leave it.”[/color] I say, joking along with her. I catch her biting her lip and lose focus on it for a moment, my hands slowing on drying her pants before I catch myself and clear my throat. I concentrate back on her legs, looking down as my ears grow hot.

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