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only sell new instruments here, but I was hoping maybe you knew of someone who restores old ones, specifically violins.” She opened the case to reveal the instrument.
    “Well look at that, isn’t it beautiful. Is this a family heirloom or something?” The clerk questioned as she carefully examined the worn violin.
    “No, I got it at a charity auction.”
    “Are you aware that this is a 19 th Century Casslyn?”
    “Yes that’s what the auctioneer said.” Emily responded.
    “Well did he also tell you that this is the gold series? You can tell by the thin gold stripe that runs down the length of the neck. There were only a thousand of these ever made,” the woman said in awe as she ran her finger along the neck of the violin.
    Emily hadn’t noticed it before but now it did seem very distinct.
    “Wow, the auctioneer didn’t have any information like that. I’m sure if he did, it would have been out of my price range.”
    “This is definitely worth a little TLC and restoration, and I know just the place.” The clerk turned around and went through the arch that led to the back room.
    Emily stood silently staring at her violin. She knew something had seemed special about this violin. Though, even with her new knowledge of how rare it was, she still didn’t feel like that was what drew her to it at the auction. There was something else, something that still captivated her about it, something that ran deeper.
    “Here we go,” the woman handed her a business card. “This is a man who owns a little instrument shop down on 85 th and North Royalton. His shop isn’t anything spectacular to look at, but you won’t find anyone in New York with a better hand for restoring instruments. His work is phenomenal. Your precious violin will be in good hands.”
    “Thank you so much, I really appreciate it.” Emily closed up the case, took the card from the lady and turned to walk away.
    “Enjoy that treasure of yours,” the clerk called out.
    That was the second person that had referred to the violin as a treasure. Emily was definitely beginning to feel that way about it as well. She immediately hailed a cab, hopped in and gave the driver the address. Emily then realized that she was headed toward her father’s dry cleaner and decided to pick up his tux for him. He had failed to get it and had ended up wearing a suit to the charity banquet. He had another event this coming Saturday and Emily knew he would once again forget to get the tux in time.
    “Excuse me. I actually have another stop to make. Would you mind taking me to Tom’s Dry Cleaning? I think it’s just two blocks south of the previous address.”
    “Sure thing.” The cab driver made a slight course correction. “Did you want me to wait at the cleaning place and then take you to the next address?”
    “No, that’s okay. It’ll only be two blocks. I can walk.”
    The cab driver shot Emily a concerned look through the rear view mirror to show his disapproval. She remembered her father had mentioned his concerns about this part of town. But she brushed it aside; her father had no shortage of worry when it came to Emily and her whereabouts.
    At that moment Emily had a thought come into her mind, almost like a voice. “Don’t walk, take the cab.” She shrugged it off. “ How silly to take a cab two blocks. Besides, it was still daylight, what could happen?”
    When the cab came to a stop in front of the dry cleaners, Emily handed the driver the fare and climbed out. She entered the building, noticing how empty it was. In fact she was the only costumer. “ This must be why dad uses this guy,” she thought.
    Her father always made it a point to support the small business owner. It was a soft spot for him. She noticed a short chubby man hidden in a corner behind the front desk.
    “Ummm…Excuse me,” Emily stammered.
    The man looked up from the book he was reading. “Yes, how can I help you young lady?” he replied with a warm, sweet smile.
    “I