“Tina?”

            The door to the bedroom is ajar. Alice knocks before she pokes her head in.

            “Tina?”

            She sees Tina on the other side of the bed sitting Indian style on the floor.

            “Hey, T!”

            Alice walks to the other side of the bed to stand in front of Tina.

            “Tina?” She puts a hand on Tina’s head. Tina looks up taking notice of Alice for the first time.

            “Hi, Al. What are you doing here?”

            Alice looks down at Tina in astonishment. In front of Tina are two piles of cds, records, and tapes. One pile was markedly large than the other one. Tina herself was still in her pajamas. The happy little bears on the pj bottoms seemed to be mocking Alice. Tina’s hair was in falling ponytail, most of Tina’s hair had escaped to frame her face, a few strands were standing on end.

            “Uh, Tina we are going to Milk. Remember? We were going to start the weekend off right. It seems you might have beaten us to it. Did you not go to work today?”

            “No, I had things to do.” She picks another cd off the shelf and flips it over to read the back. She sighs, than tosses the cd into the big pile.  Alice just stands there and watches. Tina start to reach for another cd but stops to stare at the piles she has made. Alice bends down and picks up a cd, reads it and throws it back into a pile. Tina watches her put the cd back down and shakes her head.

            “No, Alice,” She picks up the cd from the little pile and puts in back on the big one,” That goes over here.” Tina goes back to her sorting.

             “Ok, Tina, I’ll bite. Why have you spent all day going through you music collection?”

            Tina stops to look Alice in the eye, “I have to get rid of the music that reminds me of her.”

            “Oh,” Alice pauses.” Do you want me to get rid of these for you?” She bends over to pick up the little stack of CDs.

            “Those are the ones I am keeping.”