Riffs, Tiffs and What Ifs

We've moved to a new site - WritingRiffs.com Appreciate you checking this article out at WritingRiffs.com . We'll be deleting all the content on this site over the next few weeks. Thanks! Steve Listen and Find Your Way to Freedom Mosha was once a dark-haired beauty. But now, a black hollowness surrounded her eyes. And she was death-camp, stick-figure thin. She was death-camp, stick-figure thin because that's where she was. Her face was swollen and bruised. Beatings were her daily bread. Mosha was a classical piano teacher. Loved Beethoven. Mosha had been teaching a student Moonlight Sonata when they came for her. They shot and killed her student but kept her alive. One needs classical music such as Beethoven’s, to uplift the soul and keep spirits soaring when working in a death camp. So they kept her alive. The Nazi officers asked her to play for them. She refused. They asked her. She refused. Music was not for a death camp. And Beethoven was sacred. So they placed both...