(No author’s note. Just nice! Be with you next week.)
Love Lies Dying
by Miles H. Rost
Charles came home from school and ran upstairs without even a hello.
For 7 months, this happened everyday. Only stopped plinking to eat and sleep.
Finally, he came out of his room one day and called a family meeting. As the family gathered, he set up his one-man equipment.
“Family, I’ve slaved 7 months for this moment. To be able to present my new music. I call it “Jingle Rock”.
He played his heart out for 4 long minutes. The family paused, and finally clapped.
“What do you think?”
“You’re 32 years too late, son. They called it AOR back then.”
Charles only facepalmed.