Marty Laundry walked into the campus Music Performance Building with Nanine. Students and other professors alike stared at them as they walked down the hallway. “So, have you thought about it?” Laundry asked. “I have, actually.” Nanine opened the door to her office. “Quite a bit.” “And?” “I don’t see … Read More
Nanine awoke. Something during the night disturbed her, but lying there in bed, she wasn’t sure what it was. She listened intently for anything out of the ordinary, but there was nothing – nothing but the quiet night and the familiar serenade of Craig snoring next to her. She was … Read More
Craig hurt. Just sitting quietly, watching TV at home alone, his shoulder kept reminding him that there was a hole all the way through it. The pain medication helped, but he hated taking it. It made him sleepy, so he was sleeping most of the time, but it also made … Read More
“Play me the most difficult piece you know.” Marty Laundry sat down on the piano bench next to Nanine. “Why?” “Professor Noonan couldn’t sing your praises loud enough. I just want to hear what you can do.” “Alright.” Nanine laughed. She sat for a moment considering. “Okay. I’ll play … Read More
Craig walked out of the hospital in the bright afternoon sun with Nanine on his right arm. He looked up at the blue sky, smiled and glanced back at the hospital entrance. “It sure feels good to get out of there.” “How are you feeling?” “Okay. How have the kids … Read More