Afew years ago, she offered to give me the piano, for my thirtieth birthday. i had not played in all those years. i saw the offer as a sign of forgiveness, a tremendous burden removed. "are you sure? " i asked shyly. "i mean, won't you and dad miss it? " "no, this your piano," she said firmly. "always your piano. you only one can play." "well, i probably can't play anymore," i said. "it's been years." "you pick up fast," said my mother, as if she knew this was certain. "you have natural talent. you could been genius if you want to." "no, i couldn't." "you just not trying," said my mother. and she was neither angry nor sad. she said it as if to announce a fact that could never be disproved. "take it," she said. but i didn't at first. it was enough that she had offered it to me. and after that, every time i saw it in my parents' living room, standing in front of the bay window, it made me feel proud, as if it were a shiny trophy i had won back. based on the narration and dialogue, which statement describes the narrator's mother best? she is still bitter that her daughter is not a genius. she doesn't really want to give the piano to her daughter, but suyuan can't play it. she's confident that her daughter's attitude is the only reason she's not a genius. she knows what the piano means to her daughter.