Today’s Friday Flash Fiction post is my take on the photo prompt provided by Madison Woods. Visit her website http://madisonwoods.wordpress.com/ and find links to other Friday Flash Fiction stories from authors around the globe.
I Hear a Symphony
He extended a cupped hand as I exited the train.
Did he expect a tip?
It was the first time I’d ever been approached by a clean-cut, well dressed man asking for a hand-out?
But who was I to judge? Lots of people are out of work. Even the street musicians are barely getting by.
It was an awkward moment for both of us. The sadness in his eyes reaffirmed my suspicions.
Lowering his eyes, he mumbled something about paying the fiddler.
I slipped a ten into his palm and squeezed his hand.
“Here you go, Maestro. Long live classical.”