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A local band somberly played a melancholy tune as Sarah gazed upon the instruments in the music store. Her eyes were set upon a beautiful, glimmering, golden saxophone sitting on a pedestal in the window. The shimmering, shining surface glittered in the midday light.
The fresh winter breeze gushed through the seams of her makeshift overcoat as she shambled home. The snow was settling and she estimated that the snowfall was around 2-3 inches. She had to get home. As the brisk breeze transformed into a wrathful wind, she stumbled upon the familiar street. Her hands cold, her face purple, she slowly climbed up the steps into her house.
Sarah laid down in her bed that night, insomnia amplifying the thoughts in her head. She needed that saxophone. She had no idea why, but she wanted it. She looked left to see Mark sleeping soundly next to her. She gave him a light kiss on the cheek, and then quietly rose from her bed; being very careful not to not wake him up.
The hallway was surprisingly quiet… where was her cat? Usually at this hour Mittens would claw at her; practically crying to feed her. And yet, Mittens
Mittens was playing around in
After getting a glass of warm milk for herself, and letting Mittens finish the rest, she was about to head back to bed when she thought she saw something strange from under her TV table. A faint, golden glimmer. As she got closer, she could hear her cat hissing at whatever it was. Sarah reached under the table, her hand getting enveloped in the dark shadow of the
How could this be? She
Sarah turned around to see the police driving up to her house, parking on both grass and concrete. Her face blanched as the police knocked on the door.
Sarah opened the door, only to see the officers holding cuffs.
Sarah, confused and disoriented, asked
As the two officers took Sarah to the vehicle, one officer entered the house and led Mark out so he could investigate. The officer was tasked with looking for the saxophone, but he never did. Mark was arrested shortly after for second degree murder of an officer and hiding valuable evidence. He made similar pleas to Sarah saying that it
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