After a few minutes, she speaks up again. Youre next. Sing.Anxiety grips Hallelujahs chest, squeezing. I dont sing, she says.Cmon, it doesnt matter if youre bad. Its not like this is a concert hallShes not bad. Jonahs back. She has a great voice.Rachel swings around to look from Jonah to Hallelujah. Really? Now you have toNo."ButI dont sing, Hallelujah repeats, turning away.Jonah joins them by the fire. The silence stretches out. Except its not really silent, not with the birds and wind and fire and how loud Hallelujahs heart is beating. And then Jonah clears his throat. You used to sing, he says. You were great.Hallelujah ignores the compliment. She looks into the fire. She feels the last of the days happiness fading away, already a memory.Whyd you quit? Jonah asks. Was it cause of Luke?Hallelujah inhales deeply. She feels the familiar spark of anger in her gut. Yes, she says. It was because of Luke. And you. And everyone else. So thanks for that. Jonahs face drops. She can see that shes hit a nerve. Well, he hurt her first. The way he took Lukes side, shutting her out. The loss of his friendship, when she needed a friend most. The loss of their voices harmonizing, when she needed music most. How she just hurt him cant begin to compare to all of that.
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