“Bravo, bravo!”sings Mrs Perstzegi. This piano lesson had been exhausting. The concert was next week and Mrs P was determined.
As concert day draws near, my nervousness grows…..

Finish the story in Tales in Teacups


Copyright 2017- Vivian Zems 

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Weekend Writing Prompt #21 -Day and Night

After 7 years of playing the piano, I gave it up to pursue other interests. Mrs P was a great teacher- in her thick Hungarian accent- but those concerts were a torture! I wonder…perhaps this is my muse waking me up!? Stay tuned……