For Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge

Poised at the back of the stage, the lights beamed across the drum set.

He was born to play, and though fifty years flew by, his younger self sat on the comfortable stool. The only change, an I pad showed his playlist for the concert. At first he wasn’t sure, but his six year old granddaughter showed him how to access his music.

It was her present to him, an experience in learning how to play the drums. It started off a love of life he thought was lost. The beginners course, formed into learning the complexities of performing in front of a live audience.

‘You can do this grandad,’ Tabitha yelled from the front row.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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