The Piano Sonata of Divorce​

Summary

The day I found out my mother was having an affair with my piano teacher, my father was eerily calm. All he said was that he wanted to hear me play one last piece.

But as the final note faded into silence, he leaped from the roof of our three-story home.

I watched him fall. I saw his body shatter against the flagstones, his blood staining the white roses in the garden a sickening crimson.

From that moment on, the piano became my deepest, darkest nightmare.

That’s why, on my wedding day, I told my wife, Aurora, "If you ever want to divorce me, just play a song on the piano."