The Road Not Taken
“A cellist? What the hell is that?”
“Will you be able to support us?”
“Perhaps! And what will we do in the meanwhile? Bills won’t wait you know.”
“Music is my life Father. But I will work part-time…”
“I spent every penny on your education hoping that you would fulfill our dreams of a stable secure future; I would finally hold my head up in society. But you want to throw away your life, our sacrifice on a whim? Over my dead body.”
On his way out, Riteish emptied his stuffed wallet into the cellist’s case.
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