It's always been the two of us since I remember, as Tom (my dad) left us when I was just a toddler. He never accepted mum's complete dedication to music and I think this is what caused them to break up. I'll never forgive him for giving up on us, and even more for not being there when mum fell ill. But he was too busy raising his new family I guess. And now that we have to live under the same roof, I feel like he’s no more than a stranger to me. Fortunately, I still have my music. No matter what happens around me, I know that I can always find refuge in music. It's hard to explain but as I sit at the piano the world hushes and my soul starts to sings. And I still have my Big Dream - to get into Julliard and become a great pianist as my Mum. The most famous conservatory in the world and New York City are waiting for me! I just have to nail an important audition that is just a few weeks away.. Fingers crossed!!

~c o m p l e t e d~ We were jumped. It wasn't the first time. The city was rough, and we had grown up in it. Jake and I could handle it. There was a scuffle. Then a gun shot. Jake stared at me with those blue eyes. A kid. Just a kid stood behind Jake with a gun raised. He looked surprised. His buddy stared at Jake, then grabbed the kid and ran off. My Jakie was dead before he hit the ground. Quinn Williams was tough. She was tough enough to survive her father's beatings. She was tough enough to survive her mothers neglect. She was tough enough to survive on the streets for the majority of her life. But she was not tough enough to handle it when her best friend is shot and killed. She is not tough enough to let go, she is not tough enough to trust anyone, and she knows she isn't tough enough to fall in love.