Not So Sweet 16

My aunt was at the piano, old familiar songs flowed from her fingers, family young and old scattered around the room, voices young and old picking up the tunes.  There was a theme to her choices, each song having meaning for someone gathered there.  During a pause I asked what song she would play for me.  “That’s easy”, she said as her hands skimmed the keyboard and I recognized “Qué sera, sera, whatever will be, will be, the future’s not ours to see, qué sera, sera”.

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