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An Unusual Saturday by The Students of Wilbur Cross Bridgeport, Connecticut A special community project In cooperation with: Greater Bridgeport Symphony|Bridgeport Public Schools|Yale School of Music June 7th, 2010 Begin

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by the Students of Wilbur CrossBridgeport, Connecticut

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Page 1: An Unusual Saturday

An Unusual Saturdayby

The Students of Wilbur CrossBridgeport, Connecticut

A special community projectIn cooperation with:

Greater Bridgeport Symphony|Bridgeport Public Schools|Yale School of Music

June 7th, 2010

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What happens next?The men don’t seem to recognize Crystal

ORThe men do recognize Crystal

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Crystal remembered her mom telling her about a patient she once had. He had a tattoo put on his bicep. It was a heart and the date her mom had saved him. Crystal also remembered a day last

year when she was sick and her parents couldn’t stay home. When Crystal went to work with her dad, she saw a young man who was found guilty but kept yelling, “It was the guy with half an

eyebrow!” Later Crystal’s father said that if they could prosecute the real criminal they would be famous!

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What happens next?Crystal asks for the extra ticket.

ORCrystal doesn’t ask for the extra ticket.

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At the next stop, the train filled with police officers. Through the crowd, Crystal saw her father. His face was full of sorrow and tears ran down his face. He pulled Crystal into a

hug. He hadn’t hugged her like that since she was a little girl. He said over and over, “I love

you. I’m so sorry. You’re my one and only daughter. I promise things will be different

from now on.”

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The men sat beside her and said, “Hello, Crystal. How’s your daddy?” At the next

stop, they forced Crystal off of the train into a waiting black van.

Crystal was blindfolded and paralyzed with fear.

“Who are you and what do you want?” Crystal blurted out without even realizing she was speaking Japanese. Shockingly, the tall,

muscular man replied back in Japanese, “Shhh! Quiet, before he hears you and I blow

my cover.”

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“Yeah, I got ya, just chill out dude. We don’t want damaged goods. No one is going to pay for a bruised up girl.” “No one?! Yo, man, I only got one dude in mind, and that’s daddy. I’m gonna make him pay. See, we got a score

to settle.”

“Yeah, don’t hold your breath; he probably doesn’t even know I’m gone,” cried Crystal

softly.

Both men looked back at her, but only one of them seemed to be concerned: Hiro. As Vince focused on the road and their speedy getaway,

Hiro secretly wiped a tear from Crystal’s beautiful eye. At that moment, Vince noticed

a police car speeding towards them in the rear-view mirror.

Vince slammed on the gas and bolted down the freeway.

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The men got away from the police. Crystal was falling for Hiro, but was wondering why he was undercover. She also wondered what “score” Vince had to settle with her father.

 Vince saw Crystal looking at Hiro when he

glanced back. He began to think Hiro might be a liability. He told Hiro to drive.

 “Why do you hate my father?” asked Crystal?

 “While in law school, your father and I sold

prescription drugs. He got scared. I was expelled and spent three years in prison.

Your father kept the money and his future.” 

“I recognize you from a picture in Dad’s office,” remembered Crystal. “You were best friends. He told me you died in law school.”

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When they met an hour later, Crystal’s dad immediately recognized Vince. “I’m sorry,”

he told his former friend. 

“You’re sorry? You have everything you ever wanted and you ignore your own daughter.

You don’t deserve this life.” 

“You’re right, Vince. Let me try to make it right with you. You need to understand, I’ve

always felt terrible about what happened. I’ve been paying your mother’s expenses ever

since you were locked away. She never told you because I told her I didn’t think you

would accept help from me. I’m so sorry for my cowardice. Can you forgive me?”

 “I’ve waited twenty years to hear you say

that.” Vince extended his hand in friendship.