The Violin teacher
Carla put her violin into it’s case. For years she’d been wanting to take lessons and now that’s she just turned twenty nine she finally bought herself a secondhand instrument and looked for a teacher by flipping through the adds in the local newspapers. She’d found one called Mister Riesling who would charge her only 15 dollars an hour. That was a rate she could afford. Despite being almost thirty she’d never reached any of her life goals. She was still single, renting a terrible...