Our next item has an illustrious if chequered history. She (colloquially known as ‘Lorna’) first came to prominence at Alderley Asylum where an austere, ham-fisted matron murdered hymns as an added source of torture towards the inmates. The piano and the property were subsequently sold to an ivory merchant who made some magnificent improvements before losing both in a poker game to the eccentric Count Dalliance.
Lorna was transferred to the bathroom where she resides to this day. Here, the half-crazed count regaled his wife with show-tunes as she bathed (plumply curvaceous as was the style and resplendent in peacock feathers!)
Sadly in later life The Count lost his wife and the remainder of his sanity. With no heirs his estate passed to the government and was reestablished as an asylum.
Lorna was preserved as a mark of respect and has languished unplayed for the better part of forty years, waiting patiently for the right owner to caress her keys once more.
Do I have an opening bid?
Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers