Surprised, blinking a couple of times, I observed that pile of sheets folded over the piano keys, preventing the instrument from playing.
It was quite obvious to me, from the place where I found those sheets of paper, Nathalie had tried to hide them since no one but her could play her piano, so no one could find those sheets, not even her parents or loved ones. Reaching my hand inside the piano, I hesitated for a moment, should I read those sheets of paper? I'm not sure, since I don't want to pry into Nathalie's secrets, I don't want to interfere that way with my mother's life.
But... I don't know much about her. I mean, yes I know all the nice things her parents and my uncle say about her, but something personal... Even in my new memories, I don't have it as something clear. I know who
