We knew the rules. Grandpa Keller’s old Bechstein piano was off limits.
On the day of his funeral, Aunt Ruby serenaded us with several of Grandpa’s favourite tunes—on his beloved Bechstein.
We raised some hell. Literally.
Turns out Grandpa Keller still doesn’t take kindly to anyone touching his piano.
G.R. LeBlanc is a Canadian haiku poet and fiction writer who has always been fascinated by the otherworldly and unexplained. Learn more about her at sleekbio.com/grleblanc.
Great piece, GR, well done; I absolutely love it! Fun twist at the end, I chuckled.
Thank you for the kind comment, Jenise! I’m so glad you enjoyed it! :)
Brilliant piece.
Thank you, John! I truly appreciate that! :)
I love this. Keep reading it over and over. Well done!
I appreciate the kind words, Deb! Thank you so much! :)
Oh my gosh, I laughed out loud. Settled down. Thought of the story. And laughed again! Love it!
Thank you, Donna! I’m so happy you enjoyed it! ;)
Love it! Fun surprise ending that made me laugh!
Thanks so much, Sherri! Glad it made you laugh! ;)