EXCERPT
Boteè and The Strain Man
The Stars and Stripes Forever’s first impatient blast sounded. Boteè jumped off her sofa. She got her jacket and grabbed her tiny case. Then she departed her third-floor apartment. She left a note for her best girlfriend, Peggy,
On the road with my friend.
Don’t know how long, but I’ll be back whenever my friend brings me back to earth.
Boteè called him the Strain Man. His shiny metallic skin tone, high cheekbones, and pointed fingers had drawn her to him. He was different from the people on earth, and she liked that about him. She danced down the steps of her apartment building, not wanting to keep him waiting. He promised to take her beyond the clouds to see another part of the universe.
Excited at the opportunity to see him again, Boteè stepped outside. She closed her eyes and hit the Deep C with her contralto voice. It was two octaves down from Middle C of the primary scale. She sang Amen note by note while holding her breath. As she slid up the scale, she accented the rise in a syncopated rhythm until she reached Middle C. She stopped, took a deep breath, and waited for his response.
At their secret spot, Strain Man was surrounded by trees hiding the white, invisible lights of his futuristic jet. He raised the trumpet to his lips and blew the first notes of The Stars and Stripes Forever. He felt the tug of his notes lifting her off the ground to bring her to him. He smiled.
Have a lovely day.
Shalom shalom
Pat Garcia
https://patgarciaauthor.com/?p=8474
I love the poetry of the piece, Pat. Wonderful excerpt.
That’s more like poetry than prose, Pat. Wonderful!
I love that name ‘the Strain Man’. Your description of him is so provocative. Makes me want to read more. 🙂
What a novel concept to communicate with musical notes!
It sounds like they are off to a great adventure! Great piece, Pat!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
Pat, your stories are something else altogether. Definitely have to read it. Congratulations!