The Maid’s Daughter Asked To Play One Song, Then Silenced The Whole Penthouse

between crystal glasses and silk dresses.

It touched the cold corners.

It softened faces that had been arranged for display.

The woman in silver lowered her drink.

The man beside her stopped smiling.

A guest near the fireplace turned his head as if hearing a voice from long ago.

Ellen stood frozen with one hand over her mouth.

She knew Maddie could play.

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