" I’ve been a child,” said Clara, realizing it aloud. “That’s why I heard A Child’s Dream when I played.”
Johann was staring at her.
And I’m still in the dream, Clara thought. I’ve played this enchanted sonata and I enchanted myself! And this is what I’ve been dreaming for years—the concert, the dress, the kiss, the duet, Johann. Now, everything that was once my fondest hope...
“Isn’t anymore,” Clara finished aloud, to the empty audience chairs. “I’ve let this obsession grow inside me like a rat. But no longer. "
― Heather Dixon Wallwork , The Enchanted Sonata