She perched in the back, said “I have to go.”
“Yes, but where to?”
She only shrugged and pointed so the cab driver continued south on the boulevard.
As they came along the park she chirped, “Here!” and he pulled to a stop, turned in his seat but she said she didn’t have the fare and hoped he would accept a song. Before he could protest, her singing filled the cab, filled him till he wept, unarticulated memories and longings staggering in his mind, words of gratitude and wonder stumbling in his throat.
She’d already flown away, the cab door left open.
I am a little late in joining Denise and the gang at Six Sentence Stories this week, where the prompt word is ‘fare’ to be used in exactly six sentences. I managed to combine that with Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt using the word ‘song’. Click Here to go to GirlieOntheEdge to join in the Six Sentence challenge. Click HERE to join Sammi’s challenge.