Bathed in the warm glow of the spotlight, she bowed to the applause of the patrons calling for more. She sat at the baby grand. The music flowed from her soul.
A harsh voice burst the bubble of her dream. “Get back to work!”
Rising slowly, she brushed at her stained tunic, grabbed her broom, and limped toward the back of the stage. She would never be worthy of their applause. Before exiting, a man dressed in a tuxedo stepped from the dark beyond the spotlight.
He clapped while strolling toward her. “Please, could you play some more for me?”
This story is my contribution to “Friday Fictioneers,” a weekly challenge hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff Fields. With the help of a photo prompt to inspire, we’re to write a 100-word story. The photo this week was provided by Dale Rogerson.
If you would like to join in with this encouraging group of writers to write your own, or if you’d like to read their stories from this week, visit here.