Chapter 48 America’s Got Talent
- I don’t wear the clip. It remains in my pocket.
- “Why do you keep touching your pocket like that?” Maria screams. She’s so loud, thanks to her earbuds.
- To avoid further yelling, I retract my hand from my pocket. She inserts one earbud into my ear and her melodic voice envelopes me. I press my fingers against it to prevent it from falling off.