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Not a toy.
A real microphone connected to the speaker beside our television.
My seven-year-old son stood in the middle of 14 teenagers, wearing blue noise-reducing headphones and gripping the microphone with both hands.
Everyone was watching him.
My husband, David, reached for my arm.
« Anne, wait. »
I barely heard him.
Four unfamiliar cars were parked outside.
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