After Years Passed by
"I present to you the famous pianist known in this generation," the host boomed with joy as the audience started to become more thrilled, "Xavier Adams."
My son came in all his glory as he bowed down on the stage of Julliard and sat down in front of his piano like a fitting glove, it suited him a lot.
I gushed in happiness as pride coursed my entire body, Ryson kissed my forehead as we cuddled together in our seats to watch our eighteen years old son play so effortlessly. I had made sure to teach him through all of his years in Michigan school. Julliard was nothing compared to where I belonged, Michigan school was where I was meant to be with my son.
After Ryson made amends with Mr. Yeman, he had grown a soft spot for our son as he clapped every second with a grin on his face.
Xavier's hands went faster as he played Für Elise by Beethoven suddenly to Moonlight Sonata as the crowd gasped at his slick fingers when he played like he ran a marathon.
We were proud parents, I looked at Rys with a graceful smile on my face and through all the standing ovation when our son was declared for his award, our eyes never broke contact again.
Who would have thought that our lives were matched together to create another prodigy?