I had noted that Sari was very fond of music. I had heard her playing CD’s and got to know her taste. In addition I had heard her playing the grand piano we had, and doing so with considerable ability. Actually the piano had stood unused for years, my father considering it just one more thing that people of our wealth should have.
Clearly Sari liked classical music. Most of it was not particularly to my taste, but I decided that a concert would be the thing to take her too. This proved convenient since our State Orchestra gave regular Sunday afternoon concerts, and that tended to be
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The only problem was, father was due home and I wondered how he would feel about me taking his wife to a concert. Before asking Sari if she would like to go with me to the concert I decided to approach father on the subject.
I waited until he was alone in the library and with some trepidation made my move.
“Father.”
He looked up from some papers he was studying. “Yes?”
“I’m going to one of the Sunday afternoon concerts, and wondered if Sari would like to go with me.”
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He went on, “Since when have you been interested in going to classical concerts?”
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“Well, you can take her where you like, keep her amused.”
That was my dismissal. He looked down at his papers again and I left him to his legal world.
I went in search of Sari and found her in the sun room also reading some papers of her own. As she looked up lowering the papers I caught a glimpse of the heading. It read, “Refugee Association.”
I made no comment and simply extended my invitation.
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