The brooding waltz was carefully composed on a sheet of music roughly the size of an index card. The brief, moody number also bore an intriguing name, written at the top in cursive: “Chopin ...
He was a collector of people. We saw the lengths to which he would go to help friends, friends of friends, and friends-to-be. And that is how we learned the importance of creating meaningful ...
Sweat poured down my back as humiliation spread up the back of my neck, creeping over my head and flooding my face with hot disgust. I looked at Casey, holding ...