It all started during our first sacrament meeting together as a married couple. We were singing the opening hymn and I leaned over to Derek to ask what part he likes to sing. "What's a part?" He said. "I just sing what sounds good to me." Well...
A couple weeks later we were cornered in the lobby on our way out of church. Somehow word got out I was a good piano player and the choir was desperate for my help. The choir director even told Derek if he was tone deaf and a baseball coach, he was still needed in the choir. So we took of our coats and headed to the chapel.
It felt good to play the piano again. But the best part was watching Derek's expressions. He had no idea what to do. I later found out he was singing everything from the soprano line to the piano accompaniment. He thinks the girls in the row ahead of him were talking about it. He was later instructed that he was a bass and finally figured out the bottom two lines were for the piano only. Just in time for the performance he found out when he was supposed to sing, and it was beautiful.
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