Think of me! Think of me fondly when we say goodbye!

Remember me, every so often; please promise me you'll try.

When you find, that once again you long to take your heart and be free

If you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me!

"Elongate your vowels drop your jaw to get a better residence." He said while still playing.

"What did I tell you? You must drop your jaw and take low deep breaths." He said once more.

As I continued to sing, he kept calling directions to make my voice, sound even better. I think he was truly impressed by me.. And it was only my first lesson.

"Good job! Now get ready for the grand finale!"

I as my voice rose to each higher, I got a lilttle more nervous, but he assured me that I was going to be fine. So I put my trust nd faith in him and just let it loose.

AHHH of me!

"Master, how did I do?" I asked breathlessly.

"I don't know who you're talking about, but I thought it was beautiful. I had no idea you could sing." It was Jer. "Little Lotte let her mind wander. Little Lotte thought 'Am I fonder of dolls or goblins or shoes?'" he said.

"Jer! You do remember! I was afrais you would have forotten it!' I said.

"Or of riddles or frocks," he continued.

"Those picnics in the attic?" I answered back.

"Or of chocolates?" he questioned.

"No," I said "'What I love best', Lotte said 'Is when I am asleep in my bed and The Angel of Music sings songs in my head.'" I sang and then Jer sang with me, I had forgotten how good his voice was. "'The Angel of Music sings songs in my head…"

"Ahh… you sang like an angel." Jer said.

"Thank you, Jer." I just simply said.

He looked at me, puzzled. "What, are you not happy to see me? It's been 10 years since I have seen you last," he said.

The truth is, I did miss him and guess I am just taken back that he remember "Little Lotte", maybe I should have been a little nicer. And my mind was somewhere else, looking for my teacher.

"I'm sorry, but my mind was somewhere else. Sorry to give the cold shoulder a little. How are you doing by the way?" I asked, hoping to divert him from me talking to me about my angel.

"Oh, I'm good. Haven't found a good college yet, so that's why I'm here. I needed something to do to occupy my time. I got a call from your mom and well. Here I am!" he exclaimed. "And oh! My birthday was a week ago, so now I'm 22 !"

"Oh! Happy birthday!' I said, while looking around.

"What are you looking for?" Jer asked. "Oh, thought I heard something.." I lied. Boy, I had never lied so much in my life in such a little bit of time.

"Ok, sure, don't tell me." Jer said jokingly.

"Oh, whatever!" I said with a punch to his shoulder. Man, I forgot how beautiful his blue green eyes were and he grew his blond hair out long. Wow, it's been so long since I have seen him, I still remember him as nerdy little boy. He's grown so much.

"Wow, you've grown so much Christine" He said as if he read my mind, "I mean I still remember you as a shy little girl hiding behind you mother's leg!' he said with a laugh.

"Hey! I was 6." I pouted.

"I know, I know. Hey, do you want to grab something to eat or something?" he asked.

"I'd love to, but I can't, I have something to do." I said exasperatedly.

"Oh, ok. Are you sure? You can't weasel your way out of it?" he said with a mock whine and a smile that could set any model to shame.

"No I can't, I'm sorry. Maybe another time, okay. I promise." I said. "Oh, ok. I better get back to work to. I'll see tomorrow, okay? Maybe you can treat to another concert?" he said half jokingly.

"Maybe." I said with a smile. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight" he said. "See you in the morning." He said as he left, with a wave.

As soon as he was out of ear shot, I called put to my teacher.

"Master, are you still here? I am so sorry for the interruption. I was weak, forgive me. Angel?" There was a long silence and I held my breath. I was worried that he had left me.

"I will let it go THIS time ONLY. Do not let it happen again." He finally said. I could finally breathe. "

Yes master! It will never happen again, I promise. Please forgive me, Angel. It will never happen again!" I said apologetically. "It's okay, my dear. You did not know any better! He was the ignorant one, not you." he gently said. "Let's continue on with the lesson."

Two weeks with in the lesson, my teacher already said I was exceeding his expectation and I was so excited.

And also in that two week period, I went on two lunch "dates" with Jer. Those two weeks were bliss…. Until the accident.

I was working with my mom and Jer behind the stage. Well, while we were working, an old scaffold was loose and looked like it was going to fall. Well it did. But right before it fell, she told me; "I love you so much, I am so proud of you and you should always know that the Angel of Music will watch over you and protect you." She said it so motherly, so full of love, but I wanted to her ask her how she knew, but I never got the chance to ask. It happened so quickly, I could have blinked and I would have missed it.

I heard Jer yell "NO!" and I looked above me and I saw it fall and my mother pushed me out of the way.

"MOM!! NOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed. I ran to my mom and I cradled her head under my arms, but I was too late. She died in my arms. The funeral was one week later and we continued with our work and I with my lesson.

"Are you alright, Christine?" my teacher asked one day in my room.

"I'll be better." I answered back.

"Are you sure?" he questioned. "I don't want to over work you. I mean you have circles under your beautiful eyes." He said this as he took my face with his finger tips.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, trust me. I can do it." I forced a smile and it wasn't easy.

"Okay, have it your way. Let's go on."

After my lesson, Jer caught with up me heading to my room. "So, how are you feeling?" he asked gently.

"I'm doing better, Jer. Trust me." I said with another forced smile, my eyes giving it away.

"I don't believe you entirely, but I'll have to take your word for it." He said. After he went away, I broke down and I started to cry. I couldn't control it; it just kept coming, like a force of a roaring river.

After a few minutes of self pity, I heard my angel sing to me a sweet lullaby and playing the violin. I listened in awe.

"That's the song my mom used to sing to me!" I said.

"And I will always be there for you, singing this song of sweet comfort, my angel." he said to me.

While he said that, I was slowly slipping into a sleep. Between working and mourning for my mom, I was exhausted, and my phantom knew that. So he sang that lullaby to me, to calm my nerves and I slipped into unconsciousness.

The last thing I heard and felt was him picking me to carry me to my bed and saying "I will always be watching over you, no matter what, my love…"

I awoke with a start later on. First; I was in my dormitory and second; I was in a gorgeous, pure white night gown, made of satin and a sheer material for the robe, and it wasn't mine….

"Okay a little weird." I said "But whatever. He only did it out of kindness."

There was a knock on the door. I opened the door was greeted by Jer.

"Wow, you look great. It's a bit old, but not in a bad way," he said stumbling over his words, and blushing.

"So.. What what do you need of me?" I asked, forcing back a laugh.

"Oh, yeah! Okay, one; how are you doing?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. What's the second thing?" I asked groggily.

"Oh yeah, umm," he said after looking at me one last time, blushing again. "And second; the new managers are here and they wish to speak to you about the work being done. And they brought with them like their own personal entourage." He finished in breath.

"Oh, okay. Tell them I'll be down in 5, okay? I need to change." I said.

"Okay, I'll tell them, but in my opinion, you look great." He said as he walked away. I blushed as I quickly changed.