““I close my eyes and take a deep breath, and like a gentle cloud the wonder of it all settles over me. I slowly stroke the creamish cover of the sofa, then stand up and walk over to the piano and lift the cover, laying all ten fingers down on the slightly yellowed keys. I shut the cover and walk across the faded grape-patterned carpet to the window and test the antique handle that opens and closes it. I switch the floor lamp on and off, then check out all the painting hanging on the walls. Finally I plop back down on the sofa and pick up reading where I left off, focusing on 'The Arabian Nights' for a while.””
