🎵 I’m singing too high tonight, I’m gonna lose my voice / I heard her on the radio, don’t want to sing along, but I’ve got no choice! 🎵
At first I was annoyed, “Mom!” I groaned. “Stooooop!” Typical teenager.
Her entire face lit up when she laughed, turning from pink to red with a glow that seemed to prove she was somehow magical – like Mrs. Santa Claus – unable to hide the twinkle in her eye when she was truly happy. She was just a bit mad herself, so it was impossible to stay mad at her as she started to swerve the car back and forth to the beat.
We were listening to a mixtape made by I don’t know who. The creator doesn’t matter as much as this single moment held in time.