Body
By Lynette Sowell
Sometimes, you never know when you’re going to run across something special. I was walking across a hotel lobby on a Friday night, tired from my travels, when I heard the music. Someone was playing piano in the second-floor lounge and the music drifted down to the first floor below. My husband and I had headed to Montgomery for a conference, straight after work, and all we wanted was to get settled in our room.
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