Elias looked at the cello, then at the peeling sign outside. He zipped the case, but he didn't head for the bank. He headed for the park, the weight on his shoulder finally feeling like it belonged there. Should I add a to this shop, or
The bell chimed with a dissonant clink . Behind the counter sat a woman who looked like she was made of parchment and cello resin. She didn’t look up from a disassembled flute. "I’m looking to sell," Elias said, his voice cracking. we buy instruments
The woman pointed a screwdriver at a velvet-lined stool. "Open it." Elias looked at the cello, then at the peeling sign outside