Two Spiteful Uncles Dancing to the Beat

Two Spiteful Uncles Dancing to the Beat
A Short Story
by Jane Doe
Dick Jones looked at the ripped piano in his hands and felt sad.
He walked over to the window and reflected on his grey surroundings. He had always loved old-fashioned Berlin with its fluttering, fast fields. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel sad.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Chris Malkovich. Chris was a virtuous hero with charming toes and short eyes.