Rosalie was young. Fifteen years of age and had just started living in the orphanage next to the church. It was a lively place, the kids were sweet.
Her dog, mickey was old now. He had been her companion for five years and had spent 5 years with his previous master yet he followed her everywhere. He was a loyal little fellow and one day as he followed his mistress to the market he noticed how his mistress seemed troubled.
He looked at her face, she was trying to listen to something so he focused on it too.
It was a melody. A rather beautiful melody.
"Mikey!" His mistress called, "I feel like I've heard this melody somewhere before!" She changed her route and instead of going shopping she entered a small music store.
Mikey was used to this, his owner was the type that could easily be distracted, so he followed her in the store where a young woman played the melody that attracted his mistress.
"Excuse me!" Rosalie got her attention, "By any chance, can you teach me this melody?"
