Prologue – A Stuffed Giraffe
New York’s international airport had always been a hubbub of people and chaos, Zoro knew that much. At nine years old, he’d been there only a handful of times, but…
New York’s international airport had always been a hubbub of people and chaos, Zoro knew that much. At nine years old, he’d been there only a handful of times, but…
Three years on campus, and Jupiter still hadn’t found a convenient way to lug both her cello and her backpack around campus. Her freshman year, one of the seniors had…
The practice room was completely silent as Zoro stood, violin propped under his chin. It seemed to be the only place he could find even a little bit of peace…