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Becca leaves her mother astounded.
I was singing a song and she sang along. No, she didn’t sing the words, but she hummed every note in perfect pitch, in rhythm and in key. Then when I modulated up into a new key, she followed me into the new key - again, perfect pitch, in rhythm and in key. And she has a beautiful voice, too.
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