Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第963/1399页)

n-ventionaionable,hisfriendshadlonglearurnablindeyeandnotinquiretooclosely.Heopehecaseandashinygoldtenorsaxophonecameintoview.Hejoihetwoseparateparts,addedareedtothemouthpiedhaovertoDimitri.Dimitriwasgreatlyetedtofindthatitwashisfavoriteinstrument,sofamiliartohim.

    “NowIgetyourpoint”hesaid.“Youthinkyoreetsandearnourkeepasstreetmusis.AlthoughIusedtopythesaxophonewhenIwasyoung,Ihaven’ttoucheditindecades.Idon’tthinkwemakealivingbyit.”Mr.KaffeethrewagBig-O,whowasstandingbehindhim.Big-Oquicklyleftfortheirtemplewhichwasjustnearby,andsoourhaleathercase.

    “Whydon’tyoutry?”suggestedRichard.“Howcouldyouknowifyoodenoughornotwith?Maybeaftersomepracticeyouwillfindyoodasyoueverwere!”Dimitri’stwolo