Christian came by everyday, bearing food.

  He would sit and listen to me for hours on end.

  And one day, my voice decided to crack. And in a few notes, give out completely.

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  I mouthed a few words with no sound coming out of my mouth. Then with the voice of an angel, Christian filled in for me.

  I closed my mouth, cleared my throat as quietly as I could and, when the timing was right, I added my voice back in, layered it on top of his.

  Our harmony was perfect.