As everyone continued chatting and enjoying their meal, Sandra got up to play the piano . . . <img src='style_emoticons//biggrin.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’biggrin.gif’ />
Upstairs huddling in a large closet, Don, Margaret, Jacky and Denise could just make hear the sounds of music being played . . . it sounded like a rendition of “Show me the way to San Jose”.
“What the . . . ” Don drawled
As they strained their ears to hear more, they could just make out the strong vocal chords of Mimi leading the group in the chorus. It sounded like everyone was having a great time! <img src='style_emoticons//laugh.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’laugh.gif’ />
. . . . But no-one was willing to venture out of the cupboard . . . not even Don the brave! <img src='style_emoticons//sad.gif’ border=’0′ style=’vertical-align:middle’ alt=’sad.gif’ />