Chapter 40 Running

Christian

Ten Years Ago

I was rummaging through the old storage room when I heard the soft tinkling of piano keys.

The soft, melodic notes drifted through the house. I hadn't heard anyone played in year. Intrigued, I followed the music, my footsteps leading me to the living room.

There was Bernice. She looked so different than usual Bernie. Her fingers danced. I stood in the doorway, transfixed, watching her play.

She finished playing.

"Wow," I breathed, leaning against the doorframe. "I didn't know you could play."

Bernice looked up, startled, but then smiled. "Hey, Charlie," she said. "I hope you don't mind me playing your piano."

I shook my head, stepping into the room. "After your invading my house all these days. Playing my piano is not a such big deal." I raised an eyebrow, "I had no idea you could play like that."

"Oh, yeah. I've been playing since I was a kid. My mom taught me."

I walked over and sat beside her on the bench. "You're really good."

Bernice's smile widened, and s