I sneaked out of the room, and closed the door quietly so I wouldn’t wake Mum. I wasn’t feeling sleepy. Just wanted to be alone.
If it was late at night I would have gone out to see the stars, maybe even taken a walk.
Instead, I chose the piano. I’d seen it once, while wandering around the compound. A beautiful large piano in the quarters behind the main building. So I made my way there.
The door creaked as I pushed it open. The place was tidy and cozy. Three sofas, a little wooden table, one big piano, and a stool in front of it.
No dust. That meant someone either lived here or came by often.
I shut the door behind me and walked to the piano. I sat down, closed my eyes, and played the only piece I knew like the back of my palm.
Over and over and over again.
I got lost in the song.
