Cissa plugged in the headphones and put them on, just for fun. I played some music for her on the computer and she stood next to my chair, leaning against me like she does, and hummed along to songs she didn't really know. "Here," she said suddenly, "I need to go talk to mom for a second. You can listen while I'm gone. You will like the music. It is kind of soft... and warm..."
Here is the song.
She is really good at describing things.
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