02-16-2022, 02:40 PM
Jane had been talked into a trip to town to visit a friend of her mother's who was staying at the nicer of the hotels. Though of course Jane going anywhere required a large carriage designed specifically for her chair to be carried at the back. There was also a male servant to lift it down and move it around outside and her personal maid that would push the chair around inside buildings. Both these two wore black outfits with the man with a white shirt, and the maid with a white collar with her white apron.
Once the large wicker wheelchair had been moved with Jane in it to the lounge area. The male servant went to stay with the carriage and the driver. The maid stayed with Jane while Jane's mother went up to the desk to find out what room her friend was in. Jane, in the means way, looked around. She had a soft rose copper-toned dress, with a matching hat with a sash of off white that went around the brim. She noticed a piano, and bit her bottom lip. There were not that many people there, as it was before luncheon and most were going to find food or working.
Motioning her maid to the piano, she decided to wait for her mother and the friend to come back down to the lobby keeping herself from being bored by playing. She had seen people play pianos at hotels before. Here even when she was smaller, she had played it then too much to her mother's annoyance. She didn't mind being looked at for playing. The chair though was still not a comfortable focus of those around her.
The maid helped her move over to the piano bench and pushed the wheelchair over against the wall nearby but not too closely to the piano. Jane let her fingers over the pearls and smiled. She couldn't help it. It was her happy place. The maid smiled as well standing back from the young woman. The household enjoyed hearing the young miss play, and it was good to have her home again, though all were sad for the situation, of course.
Then a light lovely melody began to trickle through the room, drawing the few people to look over and some moved closer to listen to the player. Jane didn't really notice the people anymore, as her music had taken over her thoughts and emotions.
Once the large wicker wheelchair had been moved with Jane in it to the lounge area. The male servant went to stay with the carriage and the driver. The maid stayed with Jane while Jane's mother went up to the desk to find out what room her friend was in. Jane, in the means way, looked around. She had a soft rose copper-toned dress, with a matching hat with a sash of off white that went around the brim. She noticed a piano, and bit her bottom lip. There were not that many people there, as it was before luncheon and most were going to find food or working.
Motioning her maid to the piano, she decided to wait for her mother and the friend to come back down to the lobby keeping herself from being bored by playing. She had seen people play pianos at hotels before. Here even when she was smaller, she had played it then too much to her mother's annoyance. She didn't mind being looked at for playing. The chair though was still not a comfortable focus of those around her.
The maid helped her move over to the piano bench and pushed the wheelchair over against the wall nearby but not too closely to the piano. Jane let her fingers over the pearls and smiled. She couldn't help it. It was her happy place. The maid smiled as well standing back from the young woman. The household enjoyed hearing the young miss play, and it was good to have her home again, though all were sad for the situation, of course.
Then a light lovely melody began to trickle through the room, drawing the few people to look over and some moved closer to listen to the player. Jane didn't really notice the people anymore, as her music had taken over her thoughts and emotions.
