Maria smiled and then nodded. "I sing and play the guitar," she responded. "I didn't create my guitar, but I was lucky enough to find one that seemed to fit me and who I am just perfectly." It was also one that had been bequeathed to her by a deceased friend, but she usually tried not to dwell on that too much. There was nothing but sadness and anger if she dwelled on that and there was no room life to carry the burden around all of the time.
She had a sudden thought. "Have you ever played with anyone else or tried teaching them to play a instrument like the flute?"