The dream came to him on a Tuesday, which was strange because...

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The dream came to him on a Tuesday, which was strange because Thomas Calloway had never been much of a dreamer. Dreams were for people who had time to lie in bed and watch the ceiling. Tommy had never had either.

But this dream was different. In it, he was sitting at a piano that did not exist, in a room that did not exist, playing a melody that had never been written. His fingers moved on their own—fast, complex, impossibly syncopated—and the sound that came out was unlike anything jazz had ever produced. It was like the music had jumped forward in time, leaping over decades to land somewhere in the...

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