𝐎𝐡 𝐌𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

18

Heels sauntered upstairs to the middle stage, approaching the large instrument. She pulled out the wooden bench wincing. A scraping sound echoed in the hall. Grazing her fingertips smoothly on the keyboard she stopped. The murmurs begin in the audience 

“Hey! Are you going to start or not!” Someone yelled 

“Maybe too scared. ”Someone taunted, their other suitors laughed at the remarks 

“Come on Nerd!” They shouted

“At least show us something!”  That was it

Gingerly she exhaled keeping her mind weighed only on the instrument ignoring the all spokespeople 

‘I trust you.’ Jennie’s voice hummed in her head, ‘Make them know what the nerd is hiding.’

This will probably be the last time but this is for ‘Her’

She smiled as her fingers grasped the notes of Piano Sonata No. 14 by Sir Ludwig van Beethoven. The piece that throbbed her heart from its core to full of sorrow and anger. The melody that breaks and heals her soul

The hall went silent only the sips of music obstructed all the whispers, quieting the contemptuous laughter as she moved her hands playing upon the flat sorrowful lullabies. This was the peace that she feels with the choruses one and then another 

She closed her eyes, fingertips clanging the notes trailing down octaves before trickling backed up the higher spectrum while the music pours from it. The vibration of the symphony on the higher keys takes behold of all the arising shreds of her rooted memories:

Compliments and praise from the woman who is her teacher, the person who she admires most, the one who always trusts her more than anyone, her mother smiled. Her pleasant dark eyes Lisa could never forget how much they gleamed with pride to see her Dearest daughter playing.

“Very good Honey, ” Her mother applauded softly. “Come.”  she cooed extricating her arms

Lisa beamed as her heart melted to see the offering of affection, she bounced down from the bench toward her mother to launch her small form into the warmth curling up to settle on her lap 

“Did you see? Mama, I did it. I did it.” she pitched revealing her deciduous teeth 

The woman chuckled, caressing her head. “Of course, You did, ” She adored kissing softly on the glowing cheeks of her daughter.

“Tomorrow you’ll come to see me, right?” Lisa asked eyes sparked with anticipation, small fingers gripped the ham of her mother's dress fearing to let go 

“Of course, ”Her mother assured 

“Really?”

“You're more important than any other event for me. Always remember Mommy loves you most no matter what anyone says.” Her Mater's words imprinted on her heart as a smile occurred on her lips

‘She loves Me most.’

She wrapped her delicate arms around her mother's waist stretching them as long as she could hold them tighter. “I trust You, Mama.” she whispered sweetly 

Her mother caressed her crown head.“Good Girl,” she acclaimed as her fingernails gently scratched her daughter's scalp .she blanketed her arm around her little girl's back to scoop her close 

Lisa closes her eyes leaning her head on the large palm, liking the devoted caress from her mother. Her head rested into the crook of her Mater's neck, it is her haven.