FIC: A Western Lovers snippet
May. 12th, 2009 03:38 pmStanding in the corner of their kitchen, Dom surreptitiously watched chubby fingers close around the neck of her father’s guitar. Her fingers weren’t yet strong enough to hold the strings, but she looked up expectantly into her papa’s eyes for guidance. Her tongue caught between her teeth, Daisie Mae concentrated on her task and her papa’s approval.
Dom smiled as he watched crinkles form at the corner’s of Billy’s smiling green eyes, all the while nodding encouragement. Daisie Mae needed no further prompting. Her other hand slammed down across the strings in her clumsy four year old strumming motion.
The screeching wail from the guitar expressed it’s displeasure at the torment of the sudden harsh It treatment. It was all Dom could do not to cover his ears at the cruel and unusual punishment of his daughter’s musical education.
Yet Billy sat there the picture of parental bliss. Their tiny daughter cradled on his lap, his hands helping to support the guitar, his chin resting on her shoulder, grinning like a loon, completely entranced by the sounds she created.
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Date: 2009-05-12 10:46 am (UTC)I love the descriptions.
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Date: 2009-05-12 04:29 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-06-02 03:45 pm (UTC)Ta!