Mitch had gone back to the church to say a little prayer but met the blind man from the cemetery. This time around he was so engrossed in playing the church piano. The minute he was done, she decided to speak.
"You play really well ,sir, I wish I had some money with me to give you as my appreciation." She uttered.
"Wait a minute, you sound just like that kid who helped me when I fell before." The man had said.
"Yes, you are right. That was me, you are amazing to have easily recognized my voice!" Mitch said with a charming smile.
"I never got the time to thank you back then. Oh, by the way! What's your name?" He asked.
"My name is Mitch," she answered freely.
"It seems to be getting late, why are you still here?" He had questioned yet again.
"You have nothing to worry about Mr, I'm used to it!" She responded politely.
"How about you, do you visit this place all the time?" She asked while kneading her eyes slowly.