And for all those years, we never talked about the disaster at the recital or my terrible accusations afterward at the piano bench. All that remained… - Amy Tan

" "

And for all those years, we never talked about the disaster at the recital or my terrible accusations afterward at the piano bench. All that remained unchecked, like a betrayal that was now unbreakable. So I never found a way to ask her why she had hoped something so large that failure was inevitable. And even worse, I never asked her what frightened me the most: Why had she given up hope?