“We have a problem you’ll probably be able to solve,” Jane said. She explained the dilemma
Mimi looked at me and smiled. “I think we can come up with something. Let’s see exactly where the cello goes.”
She held her hand up to one of the runners.
“Please get Ms. Anthony’s cello and be very careful with it. It’s worth a fortune.”
I smiled. “Thanks for that. I get so nervous when someone else touches it.”
“It’s important to you. You can see that when you play.”
I smiled.
The runner walked carefully across the floor, cuddling my cello as if it were a baby. A big baby.
I thanked him as he handed it to me.
Mimi got up and backed up about ten feet in front of me.
“Okay. Let’s see you playing it.”
I put it in position and made-believe I was playing. Tim and Jane got up to stand beside her.
Mimi looked from several sides, walking back and forth as I continued to make believe I was playing. She walked over to me a few times and measured spaces.