Chapter 145: Piano Duet

Fabian Farrell understood exactly what Hannah felt. Once you reach a certain level in music, you listen for the emotion in it and the ideas it expresses. Yet despite her exquisite playing, all the people in that hall did was cheer; not one truly got what the piece was about. It was, he had to admit, a quiet kind of sorrow. "Thank you for listening so attentively," Hannah said. "I wonder if anyone picked up on what this piece means?" She stood and gave a slight bow, then studied every face she could...