Operetto in the Key of Rest. You know, the stuff the piano player is playing in all them old silent films. Yet another story, I guess. But it's a poem. Don't tell.
Into every life a bit of truth may fall. The truths of life fell into mine. This is my homage to the creed called the 'Facts of Life' that Lazlo Zalezac invented for his novel, 'The Millionaire Next Door'. I recommend the story as one of Zalezac's best.
BTW, TeNderLoin points out that "The Millionaire Next Door" is posted right here on the Fine Stories website.
The One button and the Zero button, the buttons that get pushed all the time, stopped working on Waldo’s microwave. The dead buttons bothered Waldo. Because of his piano keyboard. Most songs get played near middle C using maybe 52 keys. Waldo found that all those keys that never got used open up a new universe of music. Before Waldo was thru, even the god, herself, stopped weaving the tapestry of fate for a moment while she tapped what passed for a foot to a music never played before.
