Bones

Over a three-week period, I spent over a hundred hours with Kelvin, would eventually send my own bill, but had other things on my mind.

When I showed up, the boy looked straight at me.

One month later. Still not a word.

I tried drawing, games, just sitting there.

My own benevolent silence.

At my wit’s end, I called the judge and made a request.

He said, “Hmm. Kind of creative, Doctor. You think it’ll work?”

“I thought he’d open up by now, no predictions.”

“Know what you mean. Went to see him, myself. Cute, but like a little statue. Sure, I’ll authorize it.”

The next day, I was in Kelvin’s room when a spinet piano and matching bench were delivered. In the bench drawer were folders of sheet music I’d retrieved from the Steinway grand gracing the boy’s ocean-view bedroom in the house on Calle Maritimo.

I removed some of it, fa

He closed his eyes.

I waited awhile, left his room. Was charting at the nurses’ station when the music began, first tentative, then louder, streaming through the door and perking up the private cop on shift.

Everyone listened.

“What’s that?” said a nurse. “Mozart?”

I said, “Chopin.” One of the études, I was pretty sure.

Over and over.

I drove home and dug out a box of CDs.

Ten minutes later I had it: Opus 25, number 2, in F minor.

Technically challenging, sometimes sprightly, sometimes sad.

Later, the nurses told me he’d played it all day and well into the night.

Jonathan Kellerman

Jonathan Kellerman is one of the world's most popular authors. He has brought his expertise as a child psychologist to numerous bestselling tales of suspense (which have been translated into two dozen languages), including thirteen previous Alex Delaware novels; The Butcher's Theater, a story of serial killing in Jerusalem; and Billy Straight, featuring Hollywood homicide detective Petra Co