Whisper

19

A half hour later, we finished the tour of the house, upstairs and we were back in the kitchen again.

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"Anyone want another beer?"

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All agreed and I got 4 more beer from the refrigerator.

"Lets go sit in the living room for a little while."

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While they admired my book and record collection, I started a fire, in the fireplace.

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Bobby was looking at an album.

"This is an unbelievable collection Will. Just how many records are here?"

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I shook my head.

"I really don't know," I answered, honestly.

"Somewhere in the vicinity of 10 - 12 thousand."

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He held up the album. It was Uriah Heep's, Demons and Wizards.

"My Dad had this album. I haven't heard this in years."

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I took the album and put it in the nearest turntable. Soon the music to 'The Wizard' filled the room.

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Sheila was looking at some of the books.

"These are classics," she remarked.

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I nodded.

"I used to be an avid reader, but ...

well life got in the way."

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Jessie put her hand on my arm.

"You have an amazing house here Will. You say, you designed it yourself?"

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I nodded, while drinking my beer.

"I worked with an architect, but the layout is all mine. There are more rooms on the lower level. A recreation room and a laundry room and a cold room.

Then there is another sub-level, where I have a recording studio."

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Bobby nearly choked on his beer.

"You are a musician?"

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I nodded.

"I am not very good, but I mess around with all kinds of instruments."

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"Now that I would love to see."

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"Sure."

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Jessie stopped me.

"No way. If Bobby gets near that, you will never get him away from it."

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"Like you would be any different," he smirked.

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Jessie agreed.

"That is why we are not going downstairs today.

Maybe when this is all done, Will might invite us over to play some music."