Mony and Nate slipped into a familiar pattern, nhe to her right, she to his left. Though a duet by title, on the piano, this arrangement could be performed by a solo pianist. For Mony and Nate, it became something of a challenge, matching wit and skill, deviating from the sheet music and incorporating all the nuances of the string duet into a creation of their own.
When they’d finished, Nate leaned his forehead to her, a bedazzling smile brimming across his lips. Lost in a world of their own, they sat side by side, finding peace in the presence of an unconditional love–a bond tested by fire, made unbreakable, unyielding in power and might.