table. âClarinet, what else? Emma, if you want, we can work in the flute. Make this a trio,â said her mother.
âOh, no, not on your life,â Emma said under her breath.
âWhatâs that?â her mother asked.
âI was justâitâs just that, um, your duet will be better without me.â Emma smiled. Why did I get the feeling she was up to something?
âWhere exactly would this performance be?â I asked. âAt a campaign rally, like today?â
The governor and Stu exchanged awkward glances, as if there was something they didnât want me to know. âSort of,â Stu said.
I didnât like the sound of that. âWhat does âsort ofâ mean?â I asked.
âIt would actually be on TV,â Stu explained. âBettinaâs rolling out her education platform tomorrow, which includes restoring funding for music and other arts. Weâve gotten her a spot on Wake Up, America! Sheâll be talking about the importance of music education, about how schools are being forced to cut programs and how wrong that is for our future.â
That was pretty much what Mort had said. If her issues were Mortâs issues, playing clarinet with her would be okay, right?
âShe wants to back up her passion for music with some physical evidence. Namely, you,â Stu said.
âOh,â I said.
âGo figure,â said the general.
I knew thatâs why theyâd asked me to come along. They were only asking me to do what Iâd agreed to. So why was I nervous?
âWeâll practice together, right now,â Governor Brandon said. âIf things go well, we can play a duet. If not, there could be a brief, patriotic solo. What do you say, Aidan?â
I looked at Emma. I didnât want to play in front of her. She would mock me; I just knew it. âUh, is there anywhere we could play thatâs kind of, you know, more soundproof?â I asked. âSomeplace where we wouldnât disturb anyone?â
âYeah.â Emma cracked her gum. âThatâs what I was thinking.â
âThese walls are ironclad. Iâm not allowed to stay anywhere that isnât practically a concrete bunker,â said the governor with a laugh. âNo worries.â
âActually, itâs more of a, um, focus thing,â I said. As in, focus on not being humiliated by Emma. This wasnât good. If I couldnât handle her as an audience, how was I going to deal with however many millions would be watching Wake Up, America! ?
Kristen turned off the iron and pushed the ironing board out of the way. âFine, weâll give you privacy. Come on, Emmaâletâs hit the pool.â
âYes!â Emma jumped up. Iâd never seen her move so fast. Sheâd changed into her swimsuit, and was out the door with Kristen and a Secret Service agent in about two minutes.
Great. She got to go swimming, while I was stuck inside rehearsing with someone who hadnât played the clarinet in forty thousand years. So we could both embarrass ourselves on live TV. That was why Emma had muttered, âNot on your life!â
âIâm headed to the conference room to work on the next speech,â Stu announced. âI need to streamline some talking points. You coming?â he asked the general.
âIâm staying put. Iâve got to get to the root of this kidâs appeal,â he said as if it made absolutely no sense to him.
After seeing those videos, I kind of had to agree. Although I had sounded cool at the mike. Maybe was a natural-born public speaker. Everyone has a gift. Maybe mine wasnât clarinet or playing shortstop, the way Iâd thought. Maybe it wasâ
No. That was too boring. I wasnât going through life like these people.
I went into my room and came back with my clarinet. The general took one look at me and pulled a pair of noise-canceling headphones out of his briefcase. He
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