Aldrew stood near the front of the stage, the only lighted figure in the otherwise dark auditorium. He smiled as he spoke, accompanying himself on a small keyboard that was slightly too short, forcing the confident conductor to bend a bit to reach the keys.
A hand shot up from a seat in front of Jack. Aldrew pointed to the questioner, a young girl with a hopeful face.
"Yes, how does a pianist go about playing with the orchestra?" she asked.
"That's a good one," Aldrew smirked, returning his pointing hand to the keys. "I'll save that for later, Maryish and I will have a good chuckle."
