[She doesn't speak, or at least not at first. How long had she been playing the piano again? Walter had taught her for about as long as she could speak. Walter...
She pulls a small, silver tin from her pocket, and plucks a cigar from inside of it, soon setting to light it.]
For over 40 years.
[She states, almost remorsefully. She's no piano prodigy for certain, though she can certainly carry a tune well enough.]
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She pulls a small, silver tin from her pocket, and plucks a cigar from inside of it, soon setting to light it.]
For over 40 years.
[She states, almost remorsefully. She's no piano prodigy for certain, though she can certainly carry a tune well enough.]