DELACROIX
It was just a day ago. The sun had set leaving a glow on her skin. She spent the entire evening practising her cello to perfection.
The question was rent free in my mind. What would possess a woman to change the entire trajectory of her life in a few short years? What could push a woman with a junkie of a mother to suddenly possess the aura and musical talents of a Julliard musician with enough skill to push out the best awarded member of the Montgomery Fine Orchestra?
I thought I knew everything about this woman. Every single thing that makes her who she is inside and out.
After leaving Lana’s tattoo parlour, I’d gotten word that Adeline was headed to the music hall. I watched her spend an hour on the bus station before she hopped on a bus to get to her scheduled meeting.
