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    The Promise

    Al…Play for YOU…let the music say what you cant…~S

    Alice crumpled the note in anger and tossed it in the corner. She threw her shoes on the floor and flopped down on the bed. She sat starring up at the guitar on the shelf and thought back to the last time she had played. It was open mic night at Radar four years ago. She decided to play Gabby a song she wrote for her. During the song, Gabby was too busy talking and flirting with Nadia to even care. Gabby and Nadia ended up making out right in front of her. When she confronted her about it, Gabby simply said Babe Ive heard better, and we were bored. Between Gabby and Tayo, Alice couldnt bring herself to play music anymore.

    Alice jumped up and pulled the case off the shelf. She opened it and let the familiar scent wash over her. There was something about opening any instrument case. That instinctive smell always slapped you in the face. It was teasing you to make love to it…It was the same way you smelled the aroma seeping from an anxious lover who was dripping with…

    Alice: ***** Stop thinking of *****!

    She ran her fingers over the message her father burned into the crushed velvet of the lid. My creativity is fueled by the dreams that tempt me. The message reminded her off Shane…***** everything reminded her of Shane tonight. She could hear the blues riff her father made her learn floating in and out of her mind. It was the first thing she ever learned. He learned classical guitar at Berkeley, but ended up a drugged up rock star that had one hit in the eighties. She remembered him telling her that if she couldnt learn that song, there was no point in his teaching her anything else.

    She picked up the guitar and ran her fingers over the strings causing a taunting harmony to whisper from the natural acoustics of the guitar. Alice pulled out the small portable amp and went to work tuning the guitar by ear. She rubbed her tired eyes and caught a glimpse at the clock.

    Comments

    1. Hey there, yet another fantastic chapter that had me laughing, crying and holding my breath. Now all that’s left is to get Al and Shane on the same page! Can’t wait! :)

    2. Alice is sad, Dana is mad. Marina and jenny are snoozing, Dash and the dog are in bed Shane is waiting for Alice to get over her mad and doesnt know why she is mad. Bette and Tina are making up in the only way that is their way, Guess you know I love this story. Sorry you are feeling ill “cough” ‘Cough” get better . Thanks

    3. JLO–I don’t quite remember if I’ve commented on your story before, but I’ve read every chapter with excitement. You have, once again, left me speachless with your talent. I await the next chapter with bated breath.

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