They Went on a Holiday Cruise and Left Me With a Man They Called a “Problem”

my usual hour. I hadn’t thought about whether I had an audience. But as I settled into a Chopin nocturne, I felt his presence like a new piece of furniture. He had taken the armchair with his book, but he was listening. I could tell by the way the room’s energy shifted with the music.

When I finished, I sat with my hands loose on my thighs. A good silence continue reading …