Liz followed Tycus into the house once again. She was curious what he wanted to show her. She smiled when she saw the violin. Her father had been pressuring her for years to learn the piano. She had had no interest and had refused. She loved music though and had always been drawn to the violin. She had heard that her mother had know how to play it. She sat on the chair and picked up the instrument. "Why do you think this would help?"