On his way back to the condo

with the morning paper and a

fresh cup of Hawaiian Hazel-

nut coffee,  he knew it was

Debussy. The piano played

impressions of the Prelude

to the Suite Bergamasque as

the man, again, became a

fatherless child in the audio-

visual room during his fresh-

man year of college. Simple

melodies soothed away the

scars and scares. He hoped

no teacher would request a

film so he could just sit and

listen all hour. A car at the

intersection making a right

turn slid through the stop

sign as the man turned left

on his way back to the condo

with the morning paper.