CHAPTER 39
I stayed at the back. The event was for a small audience, but there were still many people, more than I thought. I didn’t follow the Darkest Storm’s performance. I saw and heard him only. His way of moving on that improvised stage, his voice. He stood out from all the others so much that they almost disappeared compared to him. Perhaps it was my impression influenced by the bond I had with him.
Peter’s personality annihilated the others even when they alternated the singing. I listened to the first piece, “Here for you”, then the second “Take me back”. Pretty and catchy songs but not exciting, common love words repeating themselves. Peter was right, he deserved better. Even from the little I had learned to understand about music, I knew he was right.
Two pieces. I wished the
