WHEN she heard the shower stopped running, Becca pulled the guitar from under the bed.
Her hands were shaking. Her heart is beating so fast. She will not be surprise if she find herself unconscious on the floor.
She made an inhale-exhale motion a few times. She repeated an ‘I can do this’ mantra in her head. All the while, Lucy is a bystander that awaits what is going to unfold.
When she heard the knob turning, she started strumming the guitar.
She is a little rusty in playing the guitar. It has been a while. She turned to music when she was in the throes of separation from her family. At least, the skill that she acquired from that painful past comes in handy.
She raised her head but keeps on plucking the strings. Mira came out of the bathroom.
Her mate, fresh from the shower,
