Scott, the young vet that had begun tending bar at the No Thanks was a keen piano player. He enjoyed making up jazz tunes, so his was a totally different sound than the house band. One afternoon, he played the same main theme repeatedly, adding a few more bars of music each time. The whomping of the lower notes drew Mac in, so when Scott finally stopped, Mac asked, “What are you going to name that piece?”
Scott looked startled, like he had forgotten he wasn’t alone. “Extraction.”
Mac nodded. “You have the sound of the helicopters down pat.”
Written in response to Charli Mills May 2, 2022, prompt at Carrot Ranch Literary: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about extraction. What is being extracted and from where? Is it an idea? How does genre change the perspective (sci-fi versus romance)? Go where the prompt leads!
05/09/2022 at 14:25
I really enjoyed this, Sue.
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05/13/2022 at 08:09
This was the first 99 word prompt about Extraction that made me laugh. Good one!
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05/14/2022 at 08:09
Thank you.
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05/13/2022 at 10:10
It’s excellent, Sue. Well done.
~nan
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05/14/2022 at 08:08
Thanks Nan
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05/15/2022 at 06:12
That must be the sound that plays around in his head and torments him. It’s good to get it out.
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05/15/2022 at 08:26
You are correct.
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