The PianoIt became like clockwork, every night she would come to the bar at 7:15pm. Every night she would take a booth next to the old, worn piano. She sometimes looks longingly at it. Other times she would pull a crossword from her purse, scribbling in the answers while she nursed a glass of whiskey.The Piano19 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She rarely finished her drink.
She always left on the dot at 9:30pm. No one ever really disturbed her, I couldn’t figure out why though. She was beautiful. Slim, tall, mocha skinned with medium length wavy brunette hair and steel grey eyes. She always looked like she was just returning from a photo shoot.
One evening, she didn’t show. I couldn’t linger on an idea of what may have happened to her. I had other customers to serve. I worked to get her off my mind until it came close to closing time. It was 1:50 am. The last man staggered his way out and hailed a cab. I followed him to the door to lock up, I was turning the key when I saw a familiar face.
It was her, but this time. Sh
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