All Bilee wants in life is to fit in with her artist family. Her twin sister can do it all. Sing, dance, and paint. Her brother's well-known for his portraits, and even her father can carry a tune without hesitation. Bilee is what he calls "tone dea...
It's just who I am. Who I've always been. Because maybe I know I'm just a tad wonky myself?
Seren is the only human in the entire world that truly gets this broken brain of mine. She's taken the time to learn the way it interprets and processes sound, making it our own language. She's learned the way a chirping bird lets a flickering yellow shake out of its beak, or a speeding car might make an aggressive orange wave as it zips on by.
Every sound truly unique in it's color. Brilliant and beautiful in its own right.
Not everyone sees like I do.
Not everyone hears like I do.
I wonder...
am I
truly the
broken one?
Or
is it
everyone
else?
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