The sound of music permeates New York City streets. Honking horns, people shouting to one another, fire truck sirens blasting, police car loud speakers calling out commands, music blasting from open windowed cars, car alarms going off, high pitched ambulance sirens, high heels clicking on the concrete pavement and up and down the staris, truck motors running while making deliveries, car motors staling at the traffic light, beeping trucks backing up. The sound of music permeates the city!
Today my mother's sister died, unexpectedly. Mom can't cry. I can. We were very close. It's scary, there were four of them and now only two remain. After the shock of the news - an image of bowling pins, there were four, only two left standing and one of them is my mother. They didn't prepare us for this in school.
