A short applause came from behind the door, elevating Gigi – the vocal lessons and hard work were finally paying off. Then she remembered her parents left an hour ago, and she was supposedly home alone.
Gigi had a sinking feeling she was about to hit a higher octave.
I stumbled across this piece from the ‘writing’ tag, and holy crap I never expected this much feels from these few sentences.
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Thank you Stuart! I’m so glad you enjoyed. 🙂
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Am going through your other works. I was never one for micro fiction, but I guess I am now.
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