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At first, Sawyer didn't even acknowledge that a piano had arrived in our house. The other two boys were very interested, constantly stopping by to feel the wood panels, to sit down and push back the cover and finger (or occasionally bang) the keys. It was usually short, but it was something they kept coming back to over and over again.
Not Sawyer. What piano, he seemed to say, with his total lack of interest.
But, as with so many things, he was simply taking his own time and finding his own way to the newest addition to our house.
Now he, too, stops by the piano. It's always incredibly quick (so much so that I still, to this day, have not been able to snap a picture of him at the keys). He's sneaky, that one. He stops by, never sits but simply stands, then pushes back the cover and "walks" the keys - always starting at the highest one and going to the lowest. Then he closes the cover and quickly walks away.
If you happen to catch him there, he quickly closes the cover and walks away, finished with the sequence or not.
What piano, he seems to say, as he pretends he was never there.
It seems all three boys - even the stealthy one - like the piano.