“I’m twelve,” Naomi said, her cheeks flushed but her voice steady.
Freddie must have looked down proudly, as Naomi Aye stood on the stage, her small frame surrounded by a piano and a set of intense, curious judges. It was hard to believe that the 12-year-old girl at the piano had the world in the palm of her hands. Her fingers hovered above the keys, poised … Read more