There, it was. She lived here. I nervously gazed upwards. I saw a white house with sea-green shingles. My father gently nudged me, “Heidi, it’s time. Let’s go in.” We cautiously opened the door of the white picket fence, climbed up the weather-beaten steps, and rang the brass doorbell. We heard footsteps make their way. […]
November 22 – Piano Days
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