So close
Noah B So Close Where is that music coming from? Ah yes, that’s Grete! She’s playing her violin once again. I miss the sound of her beautiful playing, how sensuous, how utterly captivating it is. Where are the roomers? Do they know that it’s my stunning sister making that harmony? I see them huddled together as if conspiring of something. Do they want her to stop the violin playing? She shouldn’t have to! Her violin is her most prized possession, but of course only I am aware of that. I should be there, next to her, encouraging every note she plays because I am the only one that cares enough! The roomers want Grete to play for them. Finally, Grete gets to play in front of a real audience. My mother and father don’t know real talent- they’re just using her! Just like they use me. They’re only using her to show off to the guests in this house. They don’t know Grete’s dreams, desires, and needs. Only I do! Look at him, he agrees for her to play for the guests without even asking her. He’s not the one playing, why should it be up to him? But she agrees I see. Without me, Grete doesn’t have anyone to truly appreciate her music any longer, so any excuse for her to play in front of people, of course she’ll take up. But I still do appreciate it! If only she could understand me, if only I could whisper in her ear how much I love and embrace her dreams to go to the Conservatory.