Brass blazed, strings sang, and timpani boomed the finale to Venet’s Concerto, but when the orchestra lulled for the star instrument, there was silence.
The xylophone player lay unconscious under a fallen stage light.
“Don’t move him,” said the conductor. “He might have percussion.”
Not even the piccolo player laughed.
E. M. Eastick is an Australian writer currently living in Colorado.
ha ha! love it! great start to my writing day, thanks for cheering me up on this sweltering day here in the UK
I can see some ‘Repercussions’ in this story.
Told with your tongue firmly in cheek. Cheers,