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    The Promise

    Story written on February 17, 2005 by TheRealJLO.
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    Chapter 28.5 – L’Chaim…Selah…

    She picked up one of the pieces she crumpled in her haste. One of the many tossed to the side after deeming it unworthy of rereading. She smoothed it out a read the words along with the chords she scratched out along side the verses.

    It would never work. The words were to honest for her style of playing, and the tempo from the music would over power the message. It couldnt speak for the way she felt, which was exhausted. She was at that point past exhaustion. Alice was at that place when you look back at all the craziness youve been through and finally admit the truth to yourself, and that is that you fucked up.

    Alice leaned back on the bed and immediately sat back up when she landed on her electric guitar. She picked it up and put it in its case. She had a bad habit of leaving it out…not like…

    Suddenly it dawned on her. She fell to the floor and pulled out the acoustic guitar Lenore gave to her when her father died. It was his most prized possession, and he treated it better than anyone in the family. He had it hand made in Nashville by the best guitar maker in the country, whos stylized designs wrapped around it. No one was ever allowed to touch it let alone play with it. Alice had only played it twice herself. Once when she was alone in his room after he died, and another when she went to his headstone to say goodbye.

    Alice pulled it out and sat on the floor with her back to the bed. She smoothed out the sheet of paper and sat it on the floor in front of her. She started playing the chords shed written at a slower pace. Her father would always say, let the words tell a story, and the music will say how you feel , never the other way around. She smiled to herself as the morning light graced her nimble fingers that moved through the changes like a surgeon.

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    1. I’ll wait as long as I have to and will love reading whatever you write so take as long as you want…. just not too long or I might die of oxygen deprivation from wiating with baited breath! ha ha Thanx for another amazing chapter!! :)

    4. That was amazing as always..I guess I will b patient but I love them all to be happy but I know that woulmake for a boring story, I am glad Bette let Tina in a little.. Plese go on..Thanks for taking the time you do..

    5. I have always loved that song by Lauryn Hill, what a great song to have with this chapter. How did you know that I was stalking you?? Yay, I’ve always wanted a stalker! (ok not really, but still if it’s you it’s cool) All right All right I’m going to write! I have more song challenges if you care to hear them.

    8. sorry i havent commmented in a few days..life gets busy.. but i have been here reading every word.. i love your story and love your style.. keep up the good work.. my daily addiction needs to be filled… 5 stars gal

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