I hurried back to where I had left Eldritch. He fumbled with his music, then asked, “What music do you know?” I admitted the only time I sang was in church. We worked hard, enjoyed each other’s company and in the evenings, we made music together. With his other hand he took my hand and led me to another door that left the music room. He paused by the organ and asked, “Do you play the organ?” “I am afraid not.” “Never mind. But there was one big hole in Eldritch’s life, he had no music. Kiss me and never let go.” Considering how strange Eldritch’s appearance was, it was amazing how he could blend in or just disappear.