2796.Hitting the wrong note © Bruce Goodman 26 July 2023 |
Linden’s ship was in town. He was the pianist at a high class restaurant on an ocean liner. His job was to play stylish mood music from seven in the evening until midnight, seven nights a week. The liner had been at sea for over a fortnight, and he was looking forward to having a night off. Coming into this particular port was his chance. His piano-playing friend from university days lived in town. He had pre-arranged with Annette for her to take his place for an evening. Annette had been practising. Five hours of playing meant a lot of music had to be ready. She could hardly play a piano arrangement of Debussy’s Prélude à l'après-midi d'un faune every five minutes. Off she went to the ocean liner with a huge pile of music. She had left early to have a little wander around the liner. Of course she wished she had brought her purse with her. She never realized a liner had so many boutique shops with pretty things! At seven she began to play. People seemed to enjoy her playing judging from the number of tips left in the jar on top of the piano. Midnight came a lot faster than she would have thought. She was justifiably pleased and packed up her music to return home. The ship had left the harbour. They would be at sea for three weeks. Back to Index Next Story Previous Story |