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Music Will bring them together but it can just as easily rip them apart. With a difficult life Emily has only her voice to bring her joy. What if the Joy of her life need only to hear her sing for the magic to begin? Baldy ran out further into the lawn and did a half forwards roll that ended with him lying flat on his stomach. I stared at this, what kind of a move was that? The others laughed endlessly and baldy hopped up grinning madly. Curly stood and looked like he was going to attempt the same thing but instead just lay on his back. Gazing at the sky. They watched him until the beers came and then all interest was lost. But I continued to look at Curly he was studying his surroundings carefully with such interest that I wondered if he was seeing something other than the normal white houses, grass and inky night sky. I realised my legs were hurting. I must have been sitting on them for about an hour, spying on my new neighbours. As I moved to readjust myself. My leg hit my guitar which fell to the hard wooden floor with a crash. Curly's head snapped in my direction. How had he heard that? Our Eyes locked. And he slowly sat up.
Sing for Jay
