It was gloomy in November 1960,but 19 year old Thalia played on the piano. Her fingers moved fast over the keys as she played a tun that her father used to play. She remembered all those memories with him,but they soon ended when her father past away. The only thing she had left of him was a tool that looked like a pen with a blue light on top of it. She didn't know the name of it,or what the tool was made for. She mostly used it for pranks such as locking a door without touching it,or making a buzz noise that annoyed guests. She kept playing the piano passionately until her mother came in."Young lady how many times must I tell you to stop playing! Your father is down stairs with a business man,and I don't want the deal to break through just because of terrible music!" She stomped her foot at the end of her sentence and left. Thalia's mother became sad after the death of her husband. She remarried to seek happiness once again with a rich man. Thalia wasn't fond of her step-father he was a hard working CEO of a big company in London,but that didn't make her love him any more than her old father. She sat there on the piano stool looking out the window. She sighed. "Why can't my life be as it was 7 years ago." She sat there and thought of the sentence for a couple of minutes then decided to go down stairs. She grabbed her tool with her,and thought of what her father said,"keep this a secret between you and I..." His last words were with Thalia,which saddened her the most.