SingingIt was after midnight when Jack awoke. He yawned and draped his arm over an empty space, expecting someone to be sleeping there. He thought they probably went to get a drink or something, and was about to fall back asleep when he heard the faint sound of... music?Singing7 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Not pop music, though, thank goodness. Jack listened closely, and he was sure it was the sound of a piano.
With every ounce of effort he had in his body, Jack hauled himself out of his bed, pulled on his pants and hoodie and quietly tread downstairs. The music was coming from the sitting room. Oh, right, Jack remembered. I got him a piano last Christmas, didn’t I?
He put his ear to the door. There was a voice now, singing along to the tune. It was a lovely voice, too. Jack didn’t know many songs though, so he couldn’t tell which one was being played.
Wait a minute. A voice?
Jack gently opened the door to the sitting room. Luckily the player couldn’t see him, because of the piano fa