Author's Note: I know, it's more that a bit vague.
19. Tears (Kiwi's junior year)
I stood inside the dark, empty band room. I was still trying to figure out what had happened. I had no particular feeling about the guy; I just never thought he would leave. He was the first person I had met when I was just a scared little eight grader. The idea of him not spending this season on top of the tower was so hard to imagine.
Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.
The tears started to roll down as I peered into his dark office. I realized, that was so much easier said than done.
I may or may not elaborate on this later. I'm trying to deal with something happening in my own band.