“So now, the crackling rain comes not from the tap-tap-tap of the windowpane, but from the phonograph, as the sound of the vinyl attaches itself to the moondust, riding on the light, through the window. Then, the piano keys twinkle themselves into Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong singing The Nearness of You. To us. The wood slats underneath the threadbare rug groan with every step he takes towards me, until he meets me, takes my right hand to his heart, and wraps his other arm my waist. Bringing me to the nearness of him.”
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The Phonograph
