Much older white man Stories

The song was not hers. The song had been written long ago, its words and its notes arranged even before she was born. Its creators had birthed it from a spark of inspiration, and it had grown with many voices since. But for this short moment, the song and all it meant belonged to her. Its desire to take wing, to embrace change. And - most poignant for her - an underlying fear that opportunity not taken was opportunity los...