Fetching in a deep breath, I turned instinctively to find the provenance of such sweet disruption. My eyes were greeted by the large grand piano in the center of the room but they were betwixt-ed by the player.

Before the keys sat a young man with short blond hair. With his eyes closed he willed his fingers to play the notes that were enchanting my heart.

                                                                                                                        - excerpt from  The Men of the Seasons