Poor piano! Very nice story. I felt like the piano took a life of it's own.

I really liked how it started out and how a simple piano turns into a women's favorite desire. Then she dies (that part came out of no where however). I thought the emotion of the passage of time was done really well! Good jerb!

Wow...this is really poignant. Noone ever thought that a piano who was so well-kept would be broken apart just like that. You made it look like it had feelings. Beautifully written with soul.

~~Trinity

Hm... I find it odd that someone would start out with something in life and keep it all the way through... (hah, it's just me I know.) It was a good piece though, don't you love the fitful teenage years, filled with psychotic angst and depression. (heh, I'm hyperbolating I know) and to think you're almost done with them, on to a brave new world. But not wuite there yet... Life isn't really about brave new worlds though, there really aren't any brave new worlds, you just look around you someday and wonder where it all went. It all just leads on and leads on always building to a higher point... (What am I talking about, this is supposed to be a review) Anyhow, it was a sad story, like so many things in life. You'll see something sometime and know that years ago someone loved it, (or hated it) and now it's there on the badly lit dusty floor of a dry antique store. No one really wants it, it's just a piece of curiosity... Maybe it's like us, our bodies when we die. That could be read into your story. The piano is really a person, it's almost treated like one. Maybe our lives are like that, going on and on, we die and we slowly fade out of existence until no one remembers us like some irish soldier from days of old forever burning in the quiet torments of purgatory. I'm ranting again, please excuse me. All in all it was good,Have a very nice day,S.P.