Nathaniel blinked at the four year old. He wasn’t used to being challenged by women. Especially ones barely out of the toddler category. “Sophia has always listened to this type of music,” he explained. “Loud and guitars and drums and things of the sort. Se would always listen while she was reading. Nothing has changed. Though I always thought she would end up going dead by the time she grew into an adult. Though this doesn’t sound like that British fellow that can’t manage to speak but sings just fine,” he mused.
Sophia was surprised. She didn’t know he noticed let alone sort of knew who ozzy was.
“Nirvana is amazing,” Amelie nodded. “Daddy wanted to be like Kurt Cobain and he kinda is and it’s really cool except for the part where he almost died,” She thought for a few seconds. “British dude… Ozzy? Crazy Train guy?”
She smiled and shook her head. “I didn’t know. I can teach you a lot. I like teaching stuff.”
“You speak Italian. It doesn’t matter how big or small you are. Everyone can learn something from very one. You’ve...