The Case of Wendell Parks

Wendell lived well before the Beatles, but he appreciated music nonetheless. Particularly viola. His daughter hated him because he forced her to learn the Viola. Violin could lead. Piano could lead. Voice could lead. She would not sit third row in the orchestra, but first so the conductor could talk to her. He was a beautiful man, graceful and lithe in arm, stern in face. A fire burned in her heart every time she played, growing larger and colder with each passing day. Six years later, she achieved first chair in the London Symphony Orchestra. On the night of the concert The Prince attended, she stabbed the first chair violinist in the back and then killed his father as he ran to his son. The audience panicked. A Royal guardsman shot the daughter in the face with a musket. Wendell lived the rest of his life in sadness, naïve that he was to blame.