Two cellos sitting in a cargo hold, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.
Two cellists sitting in a train, A-R-G-U-I-N-G.
Two cellists walk in a theatre.
Mrs Cello goes one way and Mr Cello goes another.
Musicians trickle in, some greet Mrs Cello and some greet her ex.
The clock goes tick-tock. Then GONG.
Two cellists walk on stage, where two chairs wait.
The audience claps and the conductor directs.
Two cellists make their cellos cry and the audience weeps.
Two cellists bow and the audience roars.
Backstage Mrs Cello smiles at her ex.
The musicians come in and cheer.
The two cellists are K-I-S-S-I-N-G.
This is my answer to the photo prompt kindly provided by Rochelle for this week’s Friday Fictioneers challenge. It was a bit of a gamble posting this piece, but … well…I hope you like it!
P.S. My brother the musician has just informed me that the instruments you see in the picture are double basses and not in fact cellos, I went ahead with this taking some poetic licence.