When it’s just your voice, no one will necessarily have to know it’s you. These words are the ones that ended up convincing her, and they’ve been on a recurrent loop in the back of her mind since she first decided to do this. If it weren’t for him, she wouldn’t be. Being out in front of people, even the thought of it, has always sent her to shaking in her boots. But your voice is so beautiful. It’d almost be a crime not to share it with the world, he’d always told her.
“I’m sorry you weren’t around to see it, Dad.” She hoped he could hear, just like somehow, it felt like she could hear him. “This is for you. There’s no way otherwise.” She blinked away the wetness on her eyelashes. “You’ve always been the one to make me brave though, huh?” She laughed at the realisation that hit her. “You we’re always the one to make me feel on top of the world. Like I could do anything.”
Her brother had similar motives for wanting to join her.. “I’m doing this for you, Dad. And for her. Heaven knows I’d do anything for her. We both would, I ‘spouse. Except, you just had to go and leave it to me now, didn’t you?” The rhetorical question came out angry, but he wasn’t sure if he was really angry at all. He couldn’t be. Not at her, the near spitting image of the man who’d raised them. The man they both loved more than anyone else in the whole world. Maybe there was a sliver of annoyance, because he knew he had no choice but to join her. Even though he was pretty sure he wasn’t cut out for this kind of thing . But it was only a sliver, because it was her. For her, he’d give it a shot.
He held her gaze, searching his eyes for a hint of understanding. “For you,” he said simply. “Both of you.”
