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 The woman at the coffee place had recognized Isaac, and had looked at Bach like he was a kidnapper and murderer all in one wrapping. It had taken his son not only ordering a coffee for Essie, but also knowing precisely how she liked it and a silly anecdote about how Isaac was showing Bach around town because Essie was too busy or some nonsense, to make the woman step away from the phone. They could have just sung. 

It was pretty clear that Isaac had a bit of a clue about what was going on, but he didn't want to talk about it, and Bach didn't really either. So they talked about the things he had learned at school, about the trips they'd make together when Isaac was older, and when Bach would have a guitar again. After all that, he neatly returned his son to his adoptive mother. 

Bach had found a few more of his things at the beach, including his guitar, snares broken but still a chance to live. It hurt to see the instrument like that, but it also gave him hope. He could bounce back. He would. 

He visited Lily Middleton for a shower and a new outfit, protesting any police involvement, he just wanted to go have dinner with his son. Mrs Middleton wasn't amused, but she allowed it. She was a good woman.

Neatly at the time discussed, Bach tried to show up on Essie's door step. "Essie!" Was she really still putting magic up for him? 

 
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Bach Jones

Introduction

I sing. I play different instruments, when I can get my hands on them. I'm saving for a harp and a cello. Right now I only have an old guitar, brandless. But it's okay, when I have a song it doesn't matter how it's created. Because that's what I'm really about, songs. My own, they make my life better. But if the public wants a known song, I will sing a known song. Because you can't live on music, this world makes you need money. I'm ..Siren Cove isn't that bad. The people here aren't bothersome, that's nice. They appreciate your space. Maybe in some time I'll start to feel at home here.

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This is a RP blog for Siren Cove
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