''Soul that is delicate from the fail Angel''
Beth hasitated as she lean over the new piano and slightly touched the keys with her fingers, she was pretty nervous, quite nervous at einding the right time and move to play it and make music, ever since she was little beth made music because it soothed her frighten nerves and inner fear, it gave her a warm sense of well being and perfection of protection.
She never did played with other children because it played with her lack of courrage and fighten sprit to fight back and join in. she sighed taunted by these memories and sadness, but her only friend was the panio until she met laurie, his grandfather, mrs humel, the children, Mr brooke, aunt march. She felt she wasn't alone.
Somehow, she knew she never will be because she had companions, friends and dear family that loved her very much and with all their dear little hearts.
She gave a small smile as she wiped a tear from her eye and started to play, the first notes were heaven to her bliss, to her ears and a sense of space to her fingers. Will she ever see the place she calls world, or ever have a reguler life with her sisters, or have a real purpose in the world? Only time will tell...only time...
