Memory

In one moment more, Hawk started strumming and singing a song. His deep young voice echoed through the night, making all onlookers breathless but not Simione. Unlike everyone who seemed very pleased at the song, Simione stiffened and was stunned to hear it, as a complicated emotion rushed to her heart.

Hawk played a beautiful promising melody, something that was just right for the night, something a bit old fashioned too but full of heartfelt words.

~Don't worry if you would lose everything~

~Cause I will be at your side, come what may~

~even if the whole world would turn its back from you~

~I will be there to hold your hand~