The Partnership

dn't

and I doubt tha

nt Ivan had cleared for me. He knew where I came from so

was no door to the room because it was the only one there. I walked in, switching on the

safe haven away from it all when things got to be too much. Smiling as my eyes found the case in the

really liked the orange tint the wood had, and it looked glossy and bright. I put rosin on the bow and tuned my violin, usin

how much pain this instrument causes me, yet I still love it. The calloused

ath, imagining the pages in my mind.

that I loved. My fingers were numb, I haven't been able to fe

d through my ears as I played it. Win

s the embodiment of perfection. Back at the institute, we needed something to keep us busy, they gav

s a black and white ball, I had no idea what you'd use it for, so I kept moving. The next three objects I co

of the side, or the thin strings that banded from the top to the bottom, I had decided thi

the violin lessons." She

s the book commended it to. Suddenly, I played an E flat instead of

, but because of the punishmen

lin down, not bothering to retry because I knew what happened if I messed up. I wa

g it, allowing it to smack my hand. I bit my lip to stop my

when you made the mistake, Isabel

I muttere

ng me again. I nearly whimpered,

ally pained him to do this. He smacked my hand fo

ing it permanently. I closed my hand into a fist and played a

te by

one was which, there were so many. It was probably Gavotte

ving back in forth in a technique called vibrato, one that took me years

in the case gently. Placing the music back on the shelf, I went back up the

le of a door, but a painful sensation ran through my hand. I looked at my hand

e room at a leisurely pace, I was in no rush. I waved at people and smiled at everyone that walked by. Whether they returned

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get her past through to you guys and I play the

strument? - Vi