I sat down at that piano to play a simple tune, a melody that was supposed to prove I belonged. Instead, I played the piece I practiced in secret on a keyboard found at a thrift store, while the…
Philadelphia is a city split in two. On one side, the gleaming towers and polished sidewalks where opportunity seemed to greet you at every corner. On the other side, West Philadelphia, where the row houses stood close together and the cracks in the pavement ran deep. Preston lived on the wrong side of that divide, … Read more