A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. He struck out from the shoulder, and the man measured his length upon the pavement. She hesitated in answering the door, her violin still crooked underneath her chin. “Why not? Isn’t the whole thing a lie? Isn’t her reputation, this husband of hers, the ‘Alcide’ business, isn’t it all a cursed juggle? She hasn’t the right to do it. Before it is too late. “Do you believe me now?” She asked.
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