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Friday’s Fiction in Five Sentences.

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His fingers caressed the Sax with fondness.

Tears pricked his eyes as he remembered.

The faint sounds of ghostly play echoed in his head and in the house.

Everything was now covered in a film of dust.

Touching his dad’s Sax once more, he packed it back in it’s old box and walked out of the house for the last time, into the bright afternoon Sun.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

18 thoughts on “Friday’s Fiction in Five Sentences.

  1. I love this story, Jacqueline…it brought tears to my eyes. My brain wouldn’t quit at the end though, and wondered why he didn’t take his Dad’s sax with him…. LOL This is a nice start to the New Year 2016! see you in A-Z 101 next week?

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    1. I am glad you enjoyed it. He wanted to but for some reason he couldn’t take it *I think it was going to be auctioned* Thank you for telling me about the A-Z 101. I am going to go and register right now.

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      1. 16 injured but no deaths thankfully. I love the blogging World. It truly brings us in contact with so many beautiful and talented people. I just hope that one day, I will get to meet many in the flesh 🙂

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  2. Awww, this is so touching.

    Only five sentences, yet as heavy as a ton. I imagined his childhood, I imagined his father, I even imagined his mother dancing happily as his father played the sax.

    Words are so magical.

    You are so talented! 🙂

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