I sighed as I turned the page of another one of Jane Austen's splendid books. Her writing reminded me of how I wrote my music which is probably the reason why I love her.

I lifted my head from my book to look through the glass window that stood out magnificently against everything else in the room. I was looking for my dad who promised he would be here around two with lunch although I had already eaten lunch two hours before at school.

I picked up my phone on the side table and looked at the time, it read 1:30 in white letters in front of my screensaver which was a picture of my mom and I at the movies three months ago.

The thought of her made me switch my gaze to look over at the hospital bed that she laid in, fast asleep. Every once in a while I'll walk over and check her pulse just to make sure. She laid there, chest rising and falling as it should be, white bed sheets folded half-way up her body.

Than there was that sound, the sound that stupid machine made.

Beep, Beep, Beep. Over and over again. I couldn't take it anymore.

I set down my phone, bookmarked Jane Austen and got up to stretch. First I reached down to touch my toes and then reached as high as I could, and yawned. I grabbed my converse o
off the floor and shoved them on my feet.

I headed towards the hospital door but, managed to steel one last glance at her before I walked out.
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I grabbed three straws from the black cube that held all of them together and started stirring my hot chocolate. Steam arose from the cup and the vapor warmed up my cheeks.

I grinned a bit and then threw my straws in the trash to place the lid on the styrofoam cup and grab another straw.

"Boo," all of a sudden I felt a ticklish feeling on my ribs and I jolted upward causing my hot chocolate spilled on my hand.

"Sss, Ow!" I said as I sipped the hot liquid off my hand and turned around to see who it was.

"Danny, that's not funny," I said as I smiled and playfully smacked his stomach.

He couldn't stop laughing. "You are so immature." I turned back around to the hot chocolate mess and started drying it up with a paper towel.

"Comedy gold," he said as he wiped a tear from his eye. "Not funny." I turned around and faced him as I sipped my hot chocolate.

"That's just one of the joys I get to since I'm one of your closest friends," he tapped my nose with his finger.

I rolled my eyes and stepped around him. We walked together down the hall in silence. We were constantly examining other patients rooms. Some were being attended by a nurse and others were in their beds talking to loved ones beside them.

I started wishing in my mind that my mom would wake up so I could talk to her. Tell her about my high and lows at school but, it seemed like all she did now was eat and sleep.

Your so selfish Mara, I thought to myself. My concious was right. How could I be so inconsiderate of the fact that she has brain cancer for crying out loud. Of course she's going to be a little tired from time to time and that was ok.

Before I knew it we walked into the elevator and once inside I saw Danny push the L button for lobby.

There was a ding and then the doors opened. We both walked out at the same time. I threw away my empty hot chocolate cup in the garbage can on our way out.

We passed by the check in desk and waved hello to Larry which was the officer who was like the guardian of the lobby.

We headed towards the sliding glass doors that lead out to the balcony which was above the parking garage below.

Danny pushed open the door and gathered with his hand that I should enter first. I smiled before walking out.

I took in a deep breath. The sun shine brigh on my face but I didn't mind. we walked towards the black grand piano that sat out underneath an oak tree. The magnificent instrument just sat there in the shade waiting or someone to come and play it.

Every so often the sun would find a way to shine on the piano making it sparkle.

We sat down on the bench but, before we played we looked at eachother and smiled.

And all we did, for the rest of the time that we were there, was play.