Tuesday, June 14, 2016

La Musica del Cuore Teaser

Bella was working on her computer as we drove to Portland, Maine. Her brow was furrowed and she was focused on whatever she was attending to. When I tried to ask what she was doing, she’d smile sweetly and say nothing. It didn’t look like nothing.
“Come on, cantante,” I wheedled. “Tell me!”
“It’s honestly nothing. I’m emailing my dad about the first few shows and I’m reading some more reviews,” she smirked.
“You’re so lying, Isabella Marie Swan Cullen,” I grumbled.
“I’m not. Look, I’m almost done. Then, we can work on High Life,” she bargained. “I know that you’ve worked on it some.”
“Okay,” I said, taking out my own laptop. When I opened it up, I saw that I had a few new emails. The first one was from Garrett Sisko, my mentor and close friend. He was telling me about his wife and their five-year-old girl. He also told me about Mrs. Cope, the lady who worked in the front office and was in love with me. She had had a massive heart attack at school, passing away despite the best efforts of the paramedics and doctors. I frowned when I read that, looking up the information about her wake and funeral. I obviously couldn’t go to the services, but I did send a huge floral arrangement from Bella and me. I also made a donation, in her name, for the American Heart Association, as requested by the family.

I was incredibly sad to read about Mrs. Cope’s death. I always thought that she’d always be there, greeting everyone with a warm smile and a kind word. I blew out a breath, trying not to cry. 

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