“I can’t forget how we grew up together and then got separated. And today, it is a coincidence that we could meet.”
“It is indeed.” He gave her a brilliant smile.
“You still smile the same,” she shyly commented.
“And you are still the same.”
They shared a quick kiss which was delayed for years.
“And you remember when you visited me at 1 in the night and tried to hide inside my baby piano when my parents came up hearing your loud voice?”
“Yes. And I remember why I visited you.”
They held hands, past memories flooding their minds.
Copyright- John Nixon
* Written in response of the Friday Fictioneers Writing Prompt.
HA's Place 
Baby piano is originally brilliant.
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Now because of you, I have changed the name of the story.. Thanks! 🙂 😀
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You’re welcome. I think.
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Of course, you suggested me an apt title.. 🙂
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Whimsical take HA – nice 🙂
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Thank you.. 🙂
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Nicely done.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Sweet romance.
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Thanks.. 🙂
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Ah a forbidden love. Good thing the baby piano was there for his use.
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Oh yes! Thanks for reading. 🙂
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I’m laughing as I imagine her parents coming into her room and seeing this view of him! 🙂 The perfect spot for a good kick in the pants from Dad.
janet
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That is true.. 😀
Thanks for reading. 🙂
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Have to say, have hidden myself/boyfriends in lots of different places, but a piano is not one of them.
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Ha! You got me.. But it seemed alright to me for the young boy to try and hide within a piano.. 😀
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Awww, nicely done.
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Thanks.
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Love, so aptly described. This was beautiful.
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Thank you for the kind remark. 🙂
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How lovely… a little romance out of that picture. I’m impressed.
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Thanks Bjorn.. 🙂
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Creative take on the photo.
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Thanks. 🙂
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When you’re young and scared you do things that you can only laugh at when you are old.
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Oh yes.. that is true. Thanks for reading.
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Dear Anxious,
Nice that they can renew a relationship. Just hope he doesn’t have to hide in any more pianos.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I hope for the very same. Thanks for reading. 🙂
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What a nice little flashback of teenage romance. It sounds like they’re about to rekindle the flame. Fun story.
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Thank you for the kind remarks. 🙂
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