9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for February 01, 2002
Transcript:
Edda: "I dreamt last night that I was practicing Brahms' First, Opus 117 Intermezzo, when his spirit came and sat beside me." Juliette: "Was he old and bearded, or a young Brahms?" Edda: "I don't know...I never looked at him. I just felt his presence next to me." Juliette: "How do you know it was Brahms?" Edda: "Somehow I knew." Brahms