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           "Itwasnothinglikethedrunkenrollinthebackofsomeguy’sChevythatpassedforarelationshipwhenIwasinhighschool.Youguysseemed,stillseem,inlove,truly,deeply."Shesighed."Butseventeenisaninconvenienttimetobeinlove."

           Thatmademesmileandmadethepitinmystomachsoftenalittle."Tellmeaboutit,"Isaid."Thoughifweweren’tbothmusicians,wecouldgotocollegetogetherandbefine."

           "That’sacop-out,Mia,"Momcountered."Allrelationshipsaretough.Justlikewithmusic,sometimesyouhaveharmonyandothertimesyouhavecacophony.Idon’thavetotellyouthat."

           "Iguessyou’reright."

           "Andcomeon,musicbroughtyoutwotogether.That’swhatyourfatherandIalwaysthought.Youwerebothinlovewithmusicandthenyoufellinlovewitheachother.Itwasalittlelikethatforyourdadandme.Ididn’tplaybutIlistened.Luckily,Iwasalittleolderwhenwemet."

           I’dnevertoldMomaboutwhatAdamhadsaidthatnightaftertheYo-YoMaconcert,whenI’daskedhimWhyme?Howthemusicwastotallyapartofit."Yeah,butnowIfeellikeit’smusicthat’sgoingtopullusapart."

           Momshookherhead."That’sbullshit.Musiccan’tdothat.Lifemighttakeyoudowndifferentroads.Buteachofyougetstodecidewhichonetotake."Sheturnedtofaceme."Adam’snottryingtostopyougoingtoJuilliard,ishe?"

           "NomorethanI’mtryingtogethimtomovetoNewYork.Andit’sallridiculousanyway.Imightnotevengo."

           "No,youmightnot.