The time that his wife came out of the bathroom, he waited for her to settle beside him before he slept. They had done it two times in one night and he's sure that she'll be able to sleep. His wife fell asleep faster than he expected. The time he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep dream. He was dreaming of his mother while he was there, at the age of ten.
His mother was standing near the piano while he was practicing. Every day or every weekend, his mother would watch him practice his piano. He stopped and looked at his mother.
"Mom, why do I have to practice piano?" He asked.
"Don't you like it?"
"No." He shrugged. "I liked it but I am just curious."
"Hmm," His mom sat beside him. "Do you remember the girl you were playing all day and all night with when you were six?"
"Uh, KK?" He remembered that adorable little girl that was the same age as him.
