My conversation with my mum over the phone in which I try to tell her about the musical Rent

3. My conversation with my mum over the phone in which I try to tell her about Rent the musical with varying degrees of success 

I am 15 years old.

I am in a city away from her going to an international school.

This is a text-based sequence, a recall and simulation of an actual conversation over the phone in which my announcement of my involvement in a school production of the musical Rent turns into an unseemly argument. It divulged that there are certain truths that could never be shared between us, certain conversations never to be had. It was a turning point in my relationship with her, that we may always carry irreconcilable views. 

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1. The piano

https://fllfrmgrce.itch.io/the-piano 

2.  I (have) memorized these streets

https://fllfrmgrce.itch.io/i-memorized-these-streets  

3.  My conversation with my mum over the phone in which I try to tell her about Rent the musical with varying degrees of success

https://fllfrmgrce.itch.io/my-conversation-with-my-mum-over-phone-in-which-i-try...

4. Anthems for an eighteen year old girl who'd much rather

https://fllfrmgrce.itch.io/anthems-for-an-eighteen-year-old-girl-whod-much-rathe...