The Curse Girl
“He didn’t say anything, just spread his hands to indicate all the things that had changed in the night and grinned like he’d produced them himself. “It worked,” I mumbled, still astonished at the sight of the origami pieces transformed before my eyes. White flowers were scattered across the carpet. A sturdy-looking white box sat to the left of the piano. It looked large enough to store a bed inside.“I can’t quite figure out the size ratio,” Will said. He played a series of chords. “The flowers ...are small, but the box is big. By the way, this piano is magnificent. Well done, Beauty.”I hadn’t realized how much I liked hearing him say my name before now. I flushed. It sounded good coming from him. He said it warmly, like it was true. Like it wasn’t some cruel joke played on me by my parents.“Can you play?” I asked, to distract him from my blushing.In response, he launched into a Mozart concerto. I curled up on one of the chairs by the empty fireplace and closed my eyes, letting the music wash over me like rain.MoreLess
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