When Silence Plays The Melody

st dream, Jocelyn. Your ha

as if asking for salt, not for

tment, my cello, my ticket o

y hands, for his childhood friend, Molly, who claimed a rare

sed, f

ven you everything. A good life, a way out of that hellhol

realize I was just a charity case and the bill was

anded me, and that was

left hand wrapped in bandages, a

two of Ethan's fr

ng at my bandaged hand. "Guess you won

shattering, as he stood by

t into me. He had

e my fingers;

mor started in my palm

way my chance, my schol

could the man I loved, my suppos

ncussed from his shove, my dreams red

sed to be

hing without him,

and for the first