Chapter 213

*LORENZO* I watch, enthralled, as Danica plays the “Raindrop” Prelude. With her eyes closed, she’s lost in the music, her face expressing every thought and feeling that Chopin evokes in the piece. Her hair flows down her back, glinting like a raven’s wing in the light of the winter sun that streams through the window. She’s captivating. Even in that football shirt. The notes swell and fill the room...and my heart. She loves me. She said so. I’ll have to get to the bottom of why she thought she’d be better off leaving. But for the moment I’ll listen and watch her play. Hearing a muffled cough from outside the room, I look up. Mona and Jessie are poised on the threshold, listening. I wave them in.... I want to show Danica off. This is what my girl can do. They tiptoe into the room and stand watching Danica with the same look of amazement that I’m sure I had when I first heard her play. And they can see she doesn’t have the sheet music, she’s performing this from memory. Yeah. This is wha