After Hours – Friday Fictioneers

After Hours

Couples drunk with love hear the music as they wander cobblestone corridors, not knowing what they will encounter. The music draws them there, into a courtyard of glittering lights, some chairs, and a strumming guitar duo. The guitarists practice to their own rhythm, unbeknownst to the crowd that gathers and dances. The warm sounds of the vibrating strings swell and float in the air, as more families and friends converge, and strangers meet, a gentle smile resting on their faces.

The duo smile at each other. The older plucks a few notes, and they join together. The night has just begun.



Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields as always, and to Bjorn Rudberg for the beautiful photo.

I’m caught up this weekend in many activities, so I may not be able to read stories until Sunday evening. But, I promise I’ll get there.

This photo put me in the mood for romance. I hope I captured that in my story. Thanks for reading. Why not give it a try yourself.

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Genre: General (100 words)

Copyright – Björn Rudberg

65 thoughts on “After Hours – Friday Fictioneers

    1. Mark, I didn’t mean to bring back the past. Oh no! I’m sorry to hear that. I always wished I could play guitar or any musical instrument for that matter! I’ve always liked the piano. I’ve never dated a guitar player, if that helps. 🙂


    1. I suppose that could be arranged…and then suddenly, out of the manhole a green slimy goop emerges, locking everyone by their ankles. Madness ensues and everyone is swallowed up into the sewer. There! Do you feel better now, Perry?


  1. Beautiful story Amy. Isn’t it wonderful how music can gather people. No fancy advertisements needed with the soft sounds of a guitar duo filling the air.


    1. Oh, I love you comment that no fancy advertisements are needed. People come when beautiful music fills the air. That is all that is needed! Thanks, Melanie.


  2. Sigh. Reminds me of New Orleans, wandering drunk along the strips, listening to music, parking ourselves wherever we wanted, the heat gone for a few hours, lights everywhere. Music everywhere. Well done Amy – as I htink people have said, you made atmosphere.


    1. Aww, I’m so happy I created something that made you revisit a pleasant memory. I’ve never been to New Orleans. It’s on my list. It sounds fun! Thanks, Trent.


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