Bravely, he sits at the piano, hands going through the motions. He feels every note of his last performance, his swan song.
Nine-thousand nine-hundred and ninety-nine people rise, applaud. One stays seated, head down, emotions too much to bear, crying.
“Dad, I’ll always miss you,” she says under her breath.
David Maher is an aspiring writer trying to gain the confidence to complete his first novel by sharing stories, viewpoints, and his attempts at writing fiction.
We’d lived apart for months, the divorce becoming final only a week ago. A new start in a new place, but it seemed like a hollow shell until I slipped the golden link from my finger, and with it the chains of the past.
This house was now my home.
Gary writes at odd occasions when time, energy, and inspiration intersect. He’s a member of the Dragon’s Rocketship, an online group of science-fiction and fantasy writers. His works have been appeared in This Mutant Life: Bad Company, Star*Line, The Story Shack, and The Scribe’s Journal, among others.