When he was five years old, Rivers Krivetskaya had an epiphany.
Of course, back then he had no idea what an epiphany was but looking back he realizes it was a huge turnaround in his life.
Watching his Grandmother play was always an experience for him. From the first time, whenever he would hear music of any kind, he would get lost in it. Rivers has very vague memories of it, but he's told he was five. It doesn't matter. He remembers what's important.
When he grandmother was done, she would get up from the bench, ruffle his hair, and drift off.
Then it was River's turn.
He wasn't like many five-year-olds, as once noted by his father. He wouldn't pound at the keys until he was out of energy. He would instead walk his tiny fingers along the keys. Those ivory keys that sang to him, called to him, were easier to understand than words at times. They called him a prodigy, a genius, and Rivers never cared because that was never what was important.
Regina Lovett is 8 years old when she meets this strange boy who barely knows how to talk.
Later, she learns, it's because he's from a far-off country and doesn't know much English. So she helps him, and they're practically inseparable from then on. She even likes going to his house to watch him play piano.
Rivers Krivetskaya has frustrated with the adults in life since he was 10. They all try to weave his future for him. All of these futures involving the words "prodigy", and "fame" and "recital". But Rivers Krivetskaya was going to weave his *own* future, all by himself. They didn't know the half of it.
Rivers had always felt blessed when he was around Regina. She always understood. She never judged, she never lost faith even when he missed a note, or was ever skeptical of his talents. Regina was the only person who ever truly believed in him. Rivers also thought it to be a bonus that she has such a lovely signing voice.
Rivers and Regina fit together so perfectly. He wanted to make music, she wanted to make music. One just as talented as the other. No skeptics, only believers. They were unstoppable.
Then came the fall. |
Submission Name: Skeptics and True Believers
