She was a translator in Lyon, competent but never confident. Simultaneous interpretation remained a distant dream. Every time a native English speaker spoke quickly, her mind would freeze, searching for words that had somehow hidden themselves in the folds of her brain.
Nina had been invited to speak at a conference in Edinburgh. A real panel. In English. Her stomach had been a knot for two weeks.
Nina felt the familiar freeze creeping up her spine.
She did. And for the first time, she wasn’t translating from French to English in her head. She was just speaking .
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