Small Town Orchestra
Flash Fiction
Devin hung up the phone.
“Mondo just transferred me two baseball tickets for this afternoon’s game. Think Ella would want to go?”
Bonnie clicked off her laptop.
“She’s probably not coming out of her room until she’s 30.”
Devin opened the closet to pick out a hat to wear to the game. He looked back over his shoulder
“Why?”
“Because she played her ukelele songs…
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