Chapter 9
Unlike the Kreutzer, the Spring began with violin and piano together, quietly at first, then racing along, tossing the melody back and forth as they tumbled and turned in what has been described as one of Beethoven’s rare sunny pieces.
Jennalee hadn’t played it since she’d left Mr. Mendel, but it didn’t now carry the weight of those final hours as did the Kreutzer. This allowed her full immersion into which she went quite willingly, savoring the buoyancy and freedom as she glanced periodically at Harley, who was a wonder unto himself.
She couldn’t help making comparisons which put other students and even Mr. Mendel up against him, all falling short because Harley didn’t just play the notes, he merged with them, his entire body caught up in Beethoven’s spirited allegro. He twis
