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A Short Story
The old man lay on his hospital bed. His sweet brown-haired boy, sixty now, sat on the chair beside him, ready to give him his dying wish.
The boy opened the book and began. “One fish, two fish,” he read. “Red fish, blue fish…”
The old man closed his eyes.
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(Note: The Cello is a short short story I wrote last year. It was published in Flash Fiction Magazine.)
Doug waited in the audience for his wife’s cello to appear, in the arms of a young man named Christopher Hsieh, according to the concert program.
He had met them – his wife and her cello, that is – sixty-one years ago, at a performance of the Dutch Symphony Orchestra.
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