missing strings, others shining like they had just been polished for performanc

leg up on a chair. His head bobbed slightly as he played, eye

n't want to in

he said witho

pped inside. "You didn't eve

shing that annoying ha

her notebook on the table like it was made

the poems

slowly. "Ro

I s

world, filled with thoughts she wasn't read

it to you,"

little surprised, b

. "They say stars burn bright until they brea

uiet, his fingers still res

really good

gged. "It

y. That li

nd started strumming agai

e line

e

ith a melody. They worked in silence for a few minut

s. But for the first time,

this wouldn't be a