Finally

The crowd shifts restlessly in their seats. The room is dark. The whooshing sound of whispering drift in behind the curtain where she sits at the piano. "Deep breath," she tells herself. She lays her fingers gently, reverently on the keys. Her eyes close. Another deep breath. The curtains begin shifting apart slowly. The crowd, as one, start their applause as they catch their first glimpses of her. This is the moment she's been waiting for. Twenty-five long years. She is home and this is her dream, come alive.