Smooth melody
February 22, 2012He met her at the intersection of a train whistle and an out-of-tune piano—she lived in a world more cacophonous than most. She soothed him, though—left him quiet and thoughtful each time he saw her.
I’d never have expected to find you, he said. You’re like a smooth melody.
You shouldn’t believe everything you hear, she said. Just then, another train blew through the crossing.
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