The party was already coming to an end, but I had yet to meet Christopher's parents. I looked around but did not see him. However, since they were the hosts, I figured I would definitely see them before the night ended. Timely enough, a melodious piano tune rang through the hall.
Everyone lowered their voices upon hearing the music and directed their gaze toward the woman who was playing the piano. She had her head lowered looking at the keys, so I could not see her face. Her deft fingers danced on the keys as the dulcet tune engulfed everyone present.
I got carried away listening to the soothing music, and it suspended the antipathy I felt toward Lyle.
The melody captured my soul, calling to mind all the good memories I treasured in my heart. I closed my eyes and rendered myself to the wave of emotions surging in my heart. Somehow, Christopher's face came to mind as I traveled down memory's lane.
The hall became quiet as the music washed over the crowd. No one spoke until the tune finally ended, and a round of applause rang.
I opened my eyes to the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. The lady stood up and curtseyed to the crowd with a composed smile. She was no common woman. I could tell she was a wise woman from the glints of shrewdness in her eyes despite her graceful demeanor.