As soon as Mrs. Williams walks into the living room, I start fiddling around with a tune on the baby grand piano. "Mandy, dinner is ready, and it's cooking on the stove, so I'm going to go."
"You're very welcome, Mrs. Williams. I hope you have a pleasant evening.
I play the chorus once more in an effort to determine whether it is correct. "That's such a beautiful song, Mandy," I said.
"You've been listening?"
It is clear that she is agreeing. "I hope this is okay with you."
"Not in the least. I seriously doubt that you had much of a choice but to listen to what was said. Do you think that it's any good?
"I think that it's wonderful."
"Thank you. I sincerely hope that you are not the only person who holds that opinion.
"I believe that he has the same feelings about you that I do." I
