Tegan sat down on the couch in the book area, bringing the guitar with her. She began to play the guitar and said, “It’s working, it’s working.” I asked Tegan, “What’s working?” “My playing – it’s working.” “How do you know that it’s working?” I asked. “The birds are moving. I played the guitar so they could dance.”
Tegan Plays for the Birds. Shared by Kim Hope
