I'm holding on @loverboylyallarchive-blog - Tumblr Blog

Miss me? I miss you. -C

This isn’t funny.

“All my students can talk about is this--... this... tragedy.” Lyall still couldn’t get his lips to move around the word ‘murder’, as if it made any difference. He drummed his fingers on the cafe table in front of him but despite his fidgeting his coffee remained untouched. Being outside was torture but any change to his routine could bring unwanted attention to himself. He continued, hoping his fast speech and unease could be easily explained. “My piano students are mostly under ten, mind you. Kids are more disturbing than I remember. So, let’s just talk about something else.... please.”