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Lucy sniffled again and nodded. She didn't need the tissue...not yet, but accepted it anyway and tucked it between her legs. She ran her thumb over the holes of the harmonica to clean off any dust or fuzz and brought it to her lips.
Now, what to play?
She just started blowing whatever notes she was feeling...and it came out sounding quite close to the Titanic theme. Something sad and beautiful and sounded wicked on harmonica.
Paul found himself smiling. And closing his eyes. Ah. It was lovely. She really did know how to play, and people thought it was easy; Paul knew it was not. He waited until the tune was over before he spoke again. He....sort of side-squished her, actually. A
hug, if you will.
"I loved it, Lucy. Beautiful. I wasn't kidding about needing a harmonica player in my band," he winked. He spoke softly, gently, in order to keep her in a calm place.
"Now I can only imagine you playing the guitar. I bet it's even more haunting. Can you play both at the same time?" HA! Now THAT was the question! She could be her own singing enigma! It would require mouth muscles doing their own thing from finger muscles; in sync, but not in sync, at the same time, almost.