Sasha changed up her hair a bit and spent more time practicing the piano instead of the violin these days. She still played the violin, but she felt as though she had mastered it and wanted to explore the bubbly sensation of tickling the ivories.
She had time in the afternoon after Dexter left for work and the kids left for school to play and write new music. She smiled as she remembered what Dex had said to her that morning.
“Sasha,” he began tenderly. “You are truly such a blessing to me. You are the best of wives and the best of women…”
Her fingers plunked on the keys and with each passing moment a new melody was taking shape.