It Never Hurts To Ask

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The song ended and there was a tumultuous roar from the crowd.  The band had performed a final encore and the crowd was still hungry for more.  There was applause and stomping, yelling and screaming for more.  But the band had already spent all their energy after a two-and-a-half-hour concert.

The crowd slowly began to quiet, realizing the band would not return again, and Donna picked up her purse and made her way to the stage.  She had a friend who had done this and had to try.  She saw one of the stagehands unplugging wires and asked, “Excuse me, is it possible to get a set list from the show?”

He turned to her and smiled.  “Sure, do you have a preference as to who’s list it is?”

She thought for a moment, “I would like Joe’s if I could.”

“No problem, miss.”  He went towards the keyboards where Joe had just performed and grabbed a sheet of paper taking it to Donna.

“Oh, thank you so much, sir.”  She was in heaven from the live music and the unbelievable bit of memorabilia she had just scored.  This was one of her best concerts ever.  Now, if there was just a way to meet Joe, she thought.


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – tumultuous

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