"Is there life after 50?" ..."I don't care if we don't use it anymore," Rebecca said, "that piano has to stay or move over my dead body." The old piano. That's what Lucy had become. No more. No less. No longer useful, but necessary to keep the family alive. Seven women, seven different stories. Three hundred and fifty years of life between them, but all singularly feeling too young to give up or give in, some faced with life decisions. Stories of running away from a painful past, present or future. Stories of self-discovery by women who got lost somewhere between childhood and now.
"Is there life after 50?" ..."I don't care if we don't use it anymore," Rebecca said, "that piano has to stay or move over my dead body." The old pian...