Bluebells On the Hill
“She stayed close to her house, as if the walls themselves would hide her and protect her against further onslaughts from the opposition. More than once, however, she found herself lost in a daydream involving herself and Mac, ending with another kiss. They were harmless fantasies, she told herself, a purely physical reaction, and dreaming about them would get them out of her system.
Probably.
Music resounded from her fingers as she picked out complex melodies for the guitar. New words and tunes crowded her mind and she set them down for further work. She was glad for the time to lose herself in her music, for the time devoted strictly to the discipline and the challenge. The pages of words and notes grew as she experimented with different phrases, different melodies, keeping the ones she liked, throwing aside anything that didn't sound as good on the second day.
She was relaxed, content to enjoy her lazy days, the quiet, slow pace of life, only vaguely conscious of a nagging feeling o...f something missing.MoreLess
Probably.
Music resounded from her fingers as she picked out complex melodies for the guitar. New words and tunes crowded her mind and she set them down for further work. She was glad for the time to lose herself in her music, for the time devoted strictly to the discipline and the challenge. The pages of words and notes grew as she experimented with different phrases, different melodies, keeping the ones she liked, throwing aside anything that didn't sound as good on the second day.
She was relaxed, content to enjoy her lazy days, the quiet, slow pace of life, only vaguely conscious of a nagging feeling o...f something missing.MoreLess
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