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Sing Me a Lullaby
"One final note," he said as she stood up to leave the room. 
"Thank you for being all that you are."
He smiled. 
She melted.



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Peg 'o My Heart
Who doesn't love the inside of a grand piano?
(you don't have to actually answer that.) 
I could stare at one for hours.
And listen for days. 
sigh



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The Morning After
The Morning After... Part 1 here: http://goo.gl/kgriq.

"Ooooo Sax, I don't feel so good", said Licorice Stick, attempting to open a valve.
The morning sun seemed blinding. Last night was a haze of cognac, candles and long, slow sax & clarinet duets at the Mead 'n Reed Pub. 
She hadn't planned on staying over. And now her head was spinning.
"Ah Licorice Stick, you're out of practice. Perhaps a short rhapsody to get the pipes cleared out?" Sax murmured sweet 'n low, snuggling up closer.
"Sax really... wasn't last night enough?" Her reed still tasted of mead... and all she wanted was to climb back into her own snug little case. 
"Ohhhh baby, it's #ManlyMonday... doesn't that mean anything to you?" he whispered seductively. 
"Yes," she whispered back. "It means you need a good cleaning with special attention to that mouthpiece of yours." She sniffed. "And a new reed wouldn't hurt either."
She got up to leave. He reached out to pull her back to his case, but she twirled away and was upright in an instant. 
"You think one night will undo everything?" Sax could be so self-absorbed. 
"Licorice Stick... don't leave me! I'll change.. I'll, I'll.. stop hogging all the solos!"
She paused. He had never made that promise before. A new tactic? Or "The Real"?
"Well on that note..." she turned back for a moment. "C that you do and maybe we'll talk."
With that, she whisked out the door, leaving nothing but a trace of her fragrance ("CorqueWax"... which Sax found intoxicating) and the haunting echo of Rhapsody in Blue.



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Zing Went The Strings of My Heart
I wondered what they looked like
When love is fresh and new.
Those heartstrings legends speak of
That tug and sing for you.



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The Thing About Sax

"Excuse me for horning in, but I..." he started to say.
"You big blow hard!!" she interrupted. Ooo, she was mad. 
"Okayyy, but I just wanted to note..."
"Can't you REED??" she blurted, pointing furiously at the page on the stand.
He tried using his most calming voice, hoping it would help.
"I think you meant to say "read". And yes I can." 
"Don't patronize me you, you... gooseneck!!"
He paused. Gooseneck? No one had called him that in years. He kind of liked it.
"Name calling now, are we... Licorice Stick?" He purred her old stage name so quietly he wondered of she heard it. But apparently she did. 
"You remembered." she whispered.
"How could I forget, Clar?"
"Oh Sax!" 

In that moment, "Canon in D" became "their" song.

You can hear this one if you'd like:  http://www.karenhutton.com/2011/432/



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Framed!!Aguereberry Point, Death Valley.

You can still sense the presence of Pete Aguereberry in the wind here. 
[cue lonely wind FX]
Then I heard something else. And it wasn't Pete. I followed it.
Cautiously, stuck my head in the door from whence it came. And saw this...

"HELP ME!!!" Mickey cried, his voice oddly muffled. He was flapping his arms frantically. How he did that inside a window frame, I'm wasn't quite sure. 

"GET ME OUT!!!" his oddly muffled voice became more frantic.

I moved my fingers in the usual pattern required of this type of spell breaker, quietly spoke the couple of words that went with them and Mickey fell out of the frame and onto the floor. Plop!.

He was clearly freaked out - and jetted out the door just as fast as you'd imagine a freaked out mouse would. He was talking nonsense and I didn't quite get the whole story... something about a wizard, a mousetrap and a ghost named Pete.

Weird.



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Say Cheese



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Dragonfly



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Many Artists, Many Hearts



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Sing Me a Lullaby


"One final note," he said as she stood up to leave the room.
"Thank you for being all that you are."
He smiled.
She melted.



©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)
Sing Me a Lullaby
"One final note," he said as she stood up to leave the room. 
"Thank you for being all that you are."
He smiled. 
She melted.



©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)

Sing Me a Lullaby


"One final note," he said as she stood up to leave the room.
"Thank you for being all that you are."
He smiled.
She melted.



©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)
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