Title: Solid Footing
Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 132
Word count: 100 words
Image by Bikurgurl
Mom hated his squeaky saxophone and forbid him from practicing in the house. Banished, he took his show on the road and in the backyard, he pinned sheet music to the clothesline, riffing on bird calls he had a ball.
His teachers took notice, pressured him to perform, propelled him toward stardom and burnout.
Meeting a sax player in a no-name band, and his face betrayed his sorrow for the man.
“Don’t pity me. I love my life and my music. It’s a secret too few learn.”
He realizing he longed to return to his beginnings to rediscover his joy.
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I’m sitting here now listening to jazz music and a sax solo was going on when I saw your post.
Kismet.
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Perfect!
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A nice story.
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Thank you, Sadje
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Welcome 😊
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the last three lines spoke to me like a sage awaiting this man’s appearance to guide him home
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Ha. I hadn’t thought about it that way. I struggled with this one. 🙂
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You know me. Always seeing the mystical and mythical. Your stories always have that hidden quality.
I would not have known you found this a challenging write. Well done!
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Yes, we are good at ferreting it out of each others work. I am thrilled you are back to posting. ❤
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Keep writing!
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Thanks, you can count on it. ❤
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Pursing passions – the love of the music never died. A true love story 🖤 Thank you for joining us 🖤🖤🖤
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Thank you Kelly. Your prompts are always fun. ❤
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My pleasure ❤ Thank you!
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