Chapter 16: Jonathan’s Past
I heard him clear his throat and said “No!”
I didn’t think he would have any meaningful stories to tell if he did, I expected it would have some gory bits to it. The story he told me that night was about his life during his younger days as a gangster.
He was twenty-one years old that year. I couldn't remember the exact day, but Jonathan was drinking with his brother in a nightclub. He shouted to the steward, “Can’t I get some peace?”
The steward immediately said, “Okay, I'll deal with it right away.”
The loud music stopped and a girl wearing a long, white dress to the floor walked onto the stage towards a white piano. She didn’t fit in with the razzle-dazzle of the night club, which enchanted him.
When she played the piano, her ethereal melody fell from t
