The frail old man slumped down in the giant black chair. The dark and empty room was filled with sadness. He was all alone. His twitching fingers ran wild playing the piano. Gradually the memories came flooding in; the traumatic times clouded his mind!
An icy chill shivered down his spine as a recent memory came rushing back to him. He visualised her cold frail lips touch his face. Her wrinkly fingers delicately laid on the keys, he knew there was only one person who could play like that, it was his wife! Delight filled his heart, but the pain of losing her never left him.
Suddenly his fingers danced on the keyboard, as fast as lightening, boom an echoing chill exploded into life, the enclosed secret was finally opened. Guilt dripped down his face, his eyes bursting with slow tear drops, they showed the horror of what had happened. What would of happened if? would he be alive today? would he forgive me if he was here today? He was broken. The memory of watching and letting his army friend die still torments him today.
He immersed himself even deeper into his memories. Cautiously he glanced up at his pale, old grandad, he laid the present before his very eyes. For a while he stared, anxiously, almost frightened at it, you could see thoughts travelling round his mind, is it a chocolate bar? His heart was pounding as fast as lightening, he looked down tentatively at the thin white box, it edged closer. Slowly his young healthy hand opened it, his heart stopped and his eyes widened excitedly it was a wooden horse – he cherished it for a life time.
The surreal hallucination finally ceased, he reluctantly drifted back into the real world. Suddenly, a tall darkish, brown wooden horse galloped past his beady, hazel eyes. His heart warmed and his chiselled old mouth and craggy face showed the expression of happiness. His grandchild cantered around the new illuminating room in total exultation, nonchalantly the boy walked closer and closer to the glossy high spec black piano. Slowly he sat down in the puffy leather chair and tentatively pressed on the last note, he glanced up.