I Took Care of My Elderly Neighbor – After She Died, the Police Knocked on My Door, and When I Learned Why, My Knees Buckled

On the music stand was another piece. “Moonlight Sonata.”

Another favorite.

I looked around the room more carefully. On a small table in the corner were labeled recordings. Dated.

I picked one up. The label read: “For Daisy – December 2018.”

Another: “For Daisy – March 2020.”

Dozens of them, going back years.

I looked around the room more carefully.

On the continue reading …