The other police officer laughed. “He’s always in and out of bother, this one.”
“Now, please,” the first police officer said, “let us do our jobs here...”
“Of course,” said Nora, “of course. Do everything they say, Leo...” He looked at her as if she’d been sent as a practical joke.
A few years ago his mum Doreen had come into String Theory to buy her son a cheap keyboard.
She’d been worried about his behaviour at school and he’d expressed an interest in music and so she wanted to get him piano lessons.
Nora explained she had an electric piano, and could play, but had no formal teacher training.
Doreen had explained she didn’t have much money but they struck a deal,
and Nora had enjoyed her Tuesday evenings teaching Leo the difference between major and minor seventh chords
and thought he was a great boy, eager to learn.
Doreen had seen Leo was “getting caught up in the wrong set”, but when he got into music he started doing well in other things too.
And suddenly he wasn’t getting into trouble with teachers any more, and he’d play everything from Chopin through Scott Joplin
to Frank Ocean and John Legend and Rex Orange County with the same care and commitment.
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