It was sad that she’d have to spend the rest of her life limiting her lesbian thoughts to her imagination, but that was what grown-ups did, she concluded. They put away childish fantasies and accept the real sacrifices that are necessary to make – even it they rip your heart to shreds.
As Tessa stepped closer to the Redgrave home, she heard a strange sound coming out of it. The loud echo of a piano wafted through the air. It was beautiful. Stepping into the living room, the sounds grew louder and louder. Was there a professional pianist visiting the home?
Walking down the hallway, she instantly recognized the pianist. Mrs. Redgrave. As she lovingly stroked the piano keys, her face had softened into a gentle smile, eyes closed, head tilted back. Tessa barely recognized her face without it
