• She stood looking at me for a moment, and I thought she'd burst out laughing again, but the glitter in here eyes told me she wouldn't. As my eyes got used to the darkness I could see her better, more detailed, and more beautiful she looked.
    I wondered at that moment why she was here, but I remembered that with her question she'd already answered me. So I wanted to ask something else, supposing it to be logic, but couldn't really concentrate due to her smiling and giggling melting my mind.
    "So, why are you here? Couldn't stand the noise?" I asked, then cursed myself. 'God, how stupid, I know that answer already, why'd the hell I ask?' I thought.
    Helen just smiled at me and shook her head, looking towards the city.
    "I felt uncomfortable...things here are..." and she took a deep breath and sighed "...I don't know if to say frustrating or confusing."
    She looked at me as if she'd find the answer buried in my face, but knew that there was no answer there, even if she tried searching. I tried to think what it might be, but talking to a stranger about personal things wasn't something someone would do, specially her, or that I thought.
    "Well, if you're not there and you're here, then I think you should let those problems rest. I don't know what troubles you, but, when I'm confused I always listen to music and it soothens my mind, sometimes letting me find the answers I'm looking for..."
    I looked up at her and she seemed sad, but with a smile on her face.
    "Is there anything that soothes you, that makes your mind at peace?" I asked her, and she shook her head.
    "Not that I know of...and I wish I knew, but there are so many things that trouble me that it's hard to even find time to search..." and she looked out to the horizon again, letting the wind blow her hair back.
    Then I felt it, I don't know how it came to me, but I did...feel.
    "Wait here...let me search for something..." and ran out of the room. I didn't want to lose what I had in mind, and tried to keep it running in my head as I searched for Johanssons room. I knew he had one, I'd seen him with one in his hands once, so it had to be in this house.
    People looked at me confused every time I wooshed past them, searching in each room. The most curious things I saw from one room to the next, people doing strange things, sleeping, watching tv, drunk and drawn all over...and other stuff you wouldn't like encountering.
    Finally I found the room with what I was searching for, grabbed it and ran back to the balcony I'd come upon.
    "Where did you go?" she asked me when I came back, breathing hard. I really had to work on those aerobics, and am very glad I did.
    I pulled a guitar into view and sat on the floor near to her.
    "I was watching you and the words you said just made me feel something. Though, for me these feeling don't come in words, they come as music...melodies."
    I took out my cellphone and started up my recorder, just in case it was something good.
    My fingers began to strumm the guitar and those feelings came to me, I just let them guide my strokes and mind.
    I could feel the words in my head and sang them out...

    After a while, I came to end it, feeling different...happier and relaxed, and stopped my recorder. I looked at her. Helens' expression had totally changed, and a more peaceful look had over come her, or that seemed to me in the darkness...
    "That...that was for me?" she asked, with a certain awe in her expression.
    "Yes...it's for you cuz you gave me the feeling" and I smiled.
    Her expression didn't change much, but someone interrupted our talk.
    "Ah! There you are! I've been searching all over for you..!" and a guy came across the room, not drunk, but I think he'd partied for quite a while.
    "My dear, why are you here? I thought you wanted to be with me..."
    "Stop, James, we need a little time out right now..." she said, in a hurt and uneasy tone.
    "Why, did I do something?" He asked, in a inquiring, yet trying to be, innocent voice.
    "You know why, what you did down there..." she replied.
    I couldn't believe he hadn't notieced me there yet, sitting on the floor beside him.
    "Huh? Ok, fine...maybe, but come...don't stay here..."he said and took her hand.
    "Just...leave me alone for a while, ok?" she said, shaking his hand off.
    "Oh, c'mon, you can't be serious.." and took her hand again.
    She shook it off once more and turned away. He was going to take her hand again, and I couldn't stand his stubbornness...
    "Dude, I'd leave her be if I were you"
    The guy freaked out when he heard me and realized I was there.
    "What the..?! Who the hell are you?!" but I didn't answer...I didn' have to. He just looked at me and then at Helen...
    "Oh, I see...that's why you want time out, huh??" She turned and tried to answer, but he just laughed and left, muttering 'great' as he walked out, angrily.
    Helen turned at me and smiled.
    "Thanks, it made me feel better...but i'd better controll him. See you around, Odd" and she left, giggling.
    I don't know what happened after that, I just remember since the moment I was walking home. It was a long trip, but I had my recording and listened to it all the way home. The amazing thing was that it made me feel so much better every time I listened to it. It didn't matter when I got home late and angry words were said to me, nor the punishments they'd give me for having gotten back at such hour...It just didn't matter.
    As I lay in my bed, I could see her smile, her laughter...her. And the melody I'd recorded was simply, unique, and maybe never would be able to reproduce it.
    Now I know that what came out of me that day was something that I'll never be able to assimilate...It was so precious, and it's terrible that I've lost it.

    I smiled and thanked God for two things that night: the melody, but, moreover, the reason it had occured to me...
    ...her.