The Boy Next Door
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Last published Fri, Apr 5, 2019
I heard him play for the first time when I was five years old. Just a few notes, plunked out by his small fingers on the old piano in the attic. I was drawn to the window, and watched him play long past my bedtime. From that moment I was transfixed with the boy next door.
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