funkaar--

-the  snow  was  falling  , it  was  around  six  in the  evening  , emmie  pulled  the  counter  drawer  and  taking  the  bunch  of  keys  walked  towards  the  door when a  beautiful young  woman  entered   banging  the  door  and  cursing  that  all those  who  did  not  like  driving  in the  snow  must  leave  cleveland  and  move  out,  looking  at  emmie  she  asked  with surprise  if  it  was  time  to  close  , but  it  was  just  six  and  time  to   stay  before  christmas,  were  people   frightened  to  come  after  six, but  rules  were  not  changed  for  anyone  , the  shop always  closed  at  six  same  time  but  emmie  introduced  and  welcomes  the  customer  to  her  classical  guitar  shop,   the  visitor  was  lucy  she  wanted  to  buy  a  guitar  for  herself,  not  for  a  gift  to  someone, emmie  explained  that  though  rock  and  roll  -- the  hall of  fame  was  close  by  emmie  knew  the  shop  was  not  meant  for  ordinary  crowds  who  had  no  taste  for  classical  music, she  had  developed  special  and  different  from steel  strings  guitars  only for  the  music  lovers  who  could  enjoy  the  tuning  and  siund  of  enchanting   music  produced  from her  modified  guitars, once  seen and  held  the  user  felt  other  guitars  were  merely  pieces  of  wood, she made  lucy  sit  comfortably  on one  stool  and  let  her  stretch her  left  leg  as  she  asked  her  to  put  back her  peg  to  play  the  guitar  , hers  were  meant  to  be  touched  directly  and  felt  through  the  skin , as  she  strummed  the  strings  lucy  was  enthralled , what  were  the  strings  made  of ,