Violin Strings

The music flowed through me naturally. it was my escape from the real world it was my life line.
My rosened bow glided easily across my tuned strings. The beautiful notes of Mozart bounced off the walls of my bare practice room walls.
'Eeekk' I cursed myself for  messing up the D note. I always miss that one.
"Your pushing yourself to hard." My dads rough voice echoed through the room.  "I am not." I smiled sarcastically at him.  He chuckled." Relax it may help." I rolled my eyes but took a deep breath anyways.
I felt relaxed, I cleared my head and started to play again but this time I hit that note. When I was on the very last note I looked up at my dad. "Thanks dad,your the best."
"No problem baby girl." He then leaned in to kiss my forehead but I leaned back in refusal. He gave me a odd look and walked away. "Close the door!" I yelled, he then walked back closed the door and I went back to playing my sweet sweet Mozart.