"I like singing," she said quietly, as if she'd suddenly found something precious that she'd assumed had been lost. She felt her cheeks going pink with an odd mixture of embarrassment and pleasure at the compliment.

"But I love playing the piano most of all," She shyly confided to the red haired man sitting beside her. "Perhaps someday...I'll be able to play for you."

She sighed, allowing the beginnings of a goal...a new goal...to form in the back of her mind.