The Piano Prodigy

This is an excerpt from the story 'The Piano Prodigy' which earned a special mention in the Campfire Young Writer Awards. I received the award on 20th Oct 2012.

“I ask you for the last time, are you coming shopping with me?”

I didn’t look at Aditi. I just lay on the bed without a sound.

“Nisha, my dear sister?”

I sighed, “No.”

“Well, I’m going, then. Don’t say I didn’t tell you about the sale at the mall.”

“Aditi, I’m not feeling like going out today. I’ll see you later.”

SLAM!

‘She’ll break the door someday,’ I thought. ‘Then she will make me pay for it.’ I thought I could try and soften her a bit, maybe reduce a few things from the shopping list I gave her. I picked up my mobile phone and dialled her number.

The number you are trying to reach is currently switched off. Please try later.

‘Is she really that angry with me? She switched off her phone? I don’t think so,’ I thought. But Aditi never switches off her phone. That’s odd.

I opened a closet and pulled on a jacket. Maybe a walk would drive away my tension. I grabbed an umbrella in case it started raining and set off.