An old woman took her in. Several people were passed out on the sectional sofa, and muffled noises emanated from other rooms indicating that the party’s embers were still smoldering, but John was nowhere to be seen. This salute of his—actually the first she could remember—while it did not disturb her, began to lead her thoughts into new channels of speculation. Sometimes the music would be tender and dreamy, like a native mother's crooning to her young; sometimes it would be so gay that the flesh tingled and the feet were urged to dance; again, it would be like the storms crashing, thunderous. She wished her father and aunt would not enjoy their dinner with such quiet determination. She heard her husband’s heavy tread descending the stairs, and the wheels of his carriage as he drove off. ” She said, frozen to the floor where she stood. This was the worst summer that I ever had in my life, Europe and all, and I can’t tell you how many times I drove by that Violin Camp hoping to catch a look at you, praying that there wasn’t some horny violin guy waiting to ask you out. She thought of Sebastian who often returned from the charnel house that the outside world had become.
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