An hour or so after I started practicing my scales on the piano and mid-way through Liszt’s Liebestraum no. 3, the phone rang.
“Ronald, Can I ask a favour? Can you please play the Ave Maria”.
“Huh? Who is this, please”.
“It’s Ate Che, next door.”
I didn’t recognize Ate Che’s voice immediately, despite having lived right next door to her for about five years now. It was like it came from the “beyond”.
And then it hit me. I almost forgot, today is the Feast of the Immaculate Conception.
So I played the solemn and beautiful Ave Maria by Franz Schubert.
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