|Photography by Kimberly Mack|
“You have a gift, child,” she said. “You have a voice like an angel. Make them hear you. Let them know you’re there. Promise me.”
“I will, Mama,” she had whispered. "I promise."
She crossed the street, her excitement mounting. Capitol Records was up ahead. Now was her time. They were waiting and would finally hear her. Her mama would be proud.