"I think you'll be very happy with Franklin," said Pennyweather, smiling. "And let's discuss that my donation for the unfortunate orphans and my small stipend"Click to Edit Description
"She had wanted a girl and Mr. Howard came back with them. If it had mattered so much,why hadn't she chosen a child herself? Something didn't feel right."
"No. I'm not scared of the dark." Frankie scooted closer and put an arm across Mike's chest. "I'm scared if I close my eyes and go to sleep, I... I might wake up at Bishop's."
"As much as your playing filled my heart, it pains me to say you must leave the piano be. it's never to be touched." Her eyes filled with regret. "It's a shame, beautiful like that, just begging to be played. And to think of all the music that used to come from it." "I don't understand." Said Mike. "Mr. Howard said --"
"The salesman signaled to several nearby clerks, then grabbed Frankie's arm. "Boys, let me escort you back outside. I think you are in the wrong place." Frankie jerked his arm away and clung to Mike. "Leave us alone!".
"Mike opened the box, picked up the harmonica and turned it over. He noticed a small red hand painted M on one edge. He lifted the harmonica to his lips, ran the scale, and then played the last six notes of "America the Beautiful."