About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 8. Last week snippet is here.
Lars Gunner, rock star, and Cecilia's father died 23 years ago. Her mother has never gotten over losing him. They're in Lar's study that is more like a shrine filled with items he owned in life. Phoebe (Cecilia's mother is speaking first). This is Cecilia's POV.
This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. Did a few creative puctuation to end at a good spot. 🙂
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She moved from her grip and walked over to the black road case, which had wheels and a handle to make transporting equipment, music sheets, and other such items from place to place that much easier. Her father had taken this one with him on the road since his first concert when singing for his supper hadn't been a joke but a reality to when the band had finally made it big and gourmet banquets were set out for them as if they were kings. It was like having a lucky sock or coin, but his lucky item just happened to be a beat up old roadie box. Her mother had one too, but hers had been custom made with leopard fur and rhinestones.
Her mother's hand slid over the black box, pausing over the dent in one corner as if that particular dent held a fond memory. "Right after your father died, you would come in here and stare at this beat up old thing and I would ask you what you were doing," she said and glanced over her shoulder at her. "Do you remember what you said?"
She shook her head.
"You would say: Daddy's playing his guitar and singing to me." Her mother pulled her wrap closer around her as if for warmth and said, "You were always his little girl and even in death, you loved him more than me."
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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road
Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.
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This story is going to be soooo good! 🙂 Outstanding snippet, Karen.
Teresa,
Thank you so much. So glad you’re enjoying the snippets.
This scene is all warm and fuzzy, right up to that discordant final sentence.
Ed,
So you caught that, did you?
This snippet is much less disheartening than the others. It’s nice when they are able to remember the good times. I have a feeling some big revelation is about to occur. Nice snippet! 🙂
Jessica,
There is more to come.
What a poignant moment for mother and daughter. Nice descriptions, Karen.
Nancy,
Glad you enjoyed the snippet.
Awww, quite the scene, so many layers of emotion and memory! Well done, terrific excerpt.
Veronica,
Thank you. Their relationship is definitely complicated.
A touch of jealousy?
Yep, just a tad. lol
Sweet and sad.
Aurora,
Yes, a little of both.
The mother had to break the spell, didn’t she. What a jealous wretch.
Super snippet, Karen. I feel the daughter’s wrench of pain.
Charmaine,
She did. But I hope you feel a little sorry for her too.
Interesting snippet–love the last line and nice description of the box.
Nancy,
I’m glad you liked the imagery of the box. 🙂
And the penny drops. I have a feeling this is the larger part of her mother’s problem.
Christina,
It is part of it.
Mmmm. I’m liking this concept. I’m looking forward to reading more.
Thank you so much. So glad you’re intrigued.
There is a special bond between fathers and daughters. Great snippet.
Kimberly,
Yes, but hopefully you picked up on how mother and daughter didn’t quite connect in the same way.
I’m sure it’s tough to feel your kid likes their other parent better, but it’s not fair to take it out on them. Mom needs to grow up!
Caitlin,
Yes, she does. Not sure that’s going to happen any time soon.
Kind of gave me cold chills wondering if the little girl hadn’t been seeing her father’s ghost playing. Poignant and sad.
Exactly what I was going for. 🙂
great snippet … and what a poignant last sentence!
Iris,
Thank you.
Very tender scene. Nice work. 🙂
Amay,
Thank you. 🙂
Oooh the heartstrings on that final paragraph. Love the comparison between the mother and father based on roadie boxes, says a lot about their characters.
Very emotional scene. Learning a lot about the character here.
Elizabeth,
So glad that rang through in the snippet. 🙂