Her SongA Story by Nolene BediThis is only the beginning. Visit my website for more: http://www.andshewriteson.com-a.googlepages.com/To this day, I can still hear her. Many years have passed, but the same haunting tune plays on in my mind. I picture those long, ivory fingers on the piano keys, dancing out their eerie steps. They say memory fades with time, but they're wrong. How could I ever forget Edessa? It all began when I was five years old... © 2008 Nolene BediReviews
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