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- Status: Available For Free Download
- Authors: Colleen Hoover
- Publish Date: March 18, 2014
- Language: English
- Genre: Romance, Fiction, Thriller, Literature
- Format: PDF / EPUB
- Size: 2 MB
- Pages: 384
- Price: Free
- ISBN: 1476753164
TWO WEEKS EARLIER
Sydney
I slide open my balcony door and step outside, thankful that
the sun has already dipped behind the building next door,
cooling the air to a perfect fall temperature. Almost on cue, the
sound of his guitar floats across the courtyard as I take a seat
and lean back into the patio lounger. I tell Tori I come out here
to get homework done, because I don’t want to admit that the
guitar is the only reason I’m outside every night at eight, like
clockwork.
For weeks now, the guy in the apartment across the
courtyard has sat on his balcony and played for at least an
hour. Every night, I sit outside and listen.
I’ve noticed a few other neighbors come out to their
balconies when he’s playing, but no one is as loyal as I am.
I
don’t understand how someone could hear these songs and not
crave them day after day. Then again, music has always been a
passion of mine, so maybe I’m just a little more infatuated
with his sound than other people are. I’ve played the piano for
as long as I can remember, and although I’ve never shared it
with anyone, I love writing music. I even switched my major
to music education two years ago. My plan is to be an
elementary music teacher, although if my father had his way,
I’d still be prelaw.
“A life of mediocrity is a waste of a life,” he said when I
informed him that I was changing my major.
A life of mediocrity. I find that more amusing than insulting,
since he seems to be the most dissatisfied person I’ve ever
known. And he’s a lawyer. Go figure.
One of the familiar songs ends and the guy with the guitar
begins to play something he’s never played before. I’ve grown
accustomed to his unofficial playlist since he seems to practice
the same songs in the same order night after night. However,
I’ve never heard him play this particular song before. The way
he’s repeating the same chords makes me think he’s creating
the song right here on the spot. I like that I’m witnessing this,
especially since after only a few chords, it’s already my new
favorite. All his songs sound like originals. I wonder if he
performs them locally or if he just writes them for fun.
I lean forward in the chair, rest my arms on the edge of the
balcony, and watch him. His balcony is directly across the
courtyard, far enough away that I don’t feel weird when I
watch him but close enough that I make sure I’m never
watching him when Hunter’s around. I don’t think Hunter
would like the fact that I’ve developed a tiny crush on this
guy’s talent.
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