04/01/2017: Schimmel

Schimmel A young woman gives up her musical 
dreams for the mission field. “Where’s my piano?” I had just realized it no longer sat in the back room. “It’s gone.” Mama’s voice sounded strained. My throat tightened. “Where?” “Classic Pianos.” “Did they give as much as we paid for it?” “Yes,” she nodded. “That’s good.” I turned to hide my …