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"Your moving?" I could hardly believe it, infact I couldn't. Mrs. P was the aunt I had never had, not to mension the only adult I could confide in, besides Lizzy of course but I still thought 19 year olds hardly counted, besides she was mostly at university.
"Yeah! My Grand mother, the one that lives in Quebec, just died and left me her whole estate, one rich lady she is...or was. I'm not moving today, but I'll probably be out of the city by next month." She didn't sound sad at leaving me at all, infact she sounded rather happy. I was angry at her, but I still couldn't believe she was moving.
"You can still send me letters, dear. It's only two hours away by plane." She said, sounding a bit more caring.
"B-but it's not the same. Who will I practise with?" I asked, indicating my open case.
"Oh, I'll find someone, but you better start packing up, your sister's convertible is sitting in my driveway." She said. There was a large window in the living room in which one could see the front lawn and drive way.
I began to pull of my mouth peice from the neck, when I noticed a large scratch across the bell. My sax had seen better days that's for sure.

Lizzy sped along as I recounted everything Mrs. P had told me.
"Hey, it happens. I'm sure she'll find someone who can teach you." She said when I was done. "Maybe that person'll be better then her?"
"But don't you understand? She was the only adult I could actually talk to. Mom and Dad are completely off the list, since like, grade one. And I could actually talk to her about me and Tom-"
"Tom and I" She said, without much interest. "Besides, what about me? I'm an adult? I think 19 qualifies as adult."
"What ever! You get the point, right?" I asked.
"Right. Now, I've gotta stop at the campus to pick up some history books, the exam starts on monday. You can come if you want, or you can stay in the car." She entered through the gates of the large university. "I take that as you want to stay in the car." She said as she parked the car beside a black jeep in the student parking area. "I'll leave the keys so you can listen to some music."
I watched her cross the road to the main hall, and slip through the open doorway. I turned on the radio, since this could take a while.
"And that concludes our report on the country's fast food outlets. I'm Dana Weathermen, at channel 9 news. Now here's the weather forecast."
I flipped to the next channel wearily.


"So, Lizzy...are we going home now? I kind of wanted to call Tom and see if he was busy tonight." I asked.
"Heck, stop calling me Lizzy. It's Liz all right? But yeah I guess we are, since it's...2:27. I need to study anyway. Are you okay with making your own dinner? I think there's some left over pizza from yesterday. You can pop it in the microwave. I've also got some beans in the fridge, sorry there's not alot. Oh, and about the Tom thing, The down staires phone isn't working so you'll have to use my mobile." She said, turning to me as she stopped for a red light. "And hey, we can talk about Mrs.P later okay?
"Okay. Thanks!" I said, feeling a slightly better.
As we pulled up on the driveway of the house Lizzy shared with Claire, her university friend, I realised how hungry I was, even if the pizza would be cold.

In the midst of all the bad weather and gloominess, I felt even more depressed as Lizzy and I walked across the bridge above a raging river.
I continued cursing under my breath, until we crossed the street to Rebecca's house, where Lizzy left me with a few words of comfort. The saxophone case was so heavy, my hand felt like a red hot poker.
I climbed the ancient wooden steps gloomily. I beat the door with my fist very loudly, until someone opened the door and I stood staring at the oldest woman I had ever seen. This was my new teacher?
"Hello, you must be Laura." The women cackled, showing off her cracked, black teeth.
"Err...yes. Are you Rebecca Carey?" I asked nervously, trying to see the room behind her massive form.
"Oh, no not at all. Rebecca's inside. Your very lucky to be taught by her, she's one of the best!" The woman boasted.
And so I stepped inside, and as soon as I did I knew I'd regret it.