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Requiem for Guitar and Voice

Requiem for Guitar and Voice

by | Sep 5, 2022 | J, James R Coffey, Short Story

Izzy aimed his Strat and sent it flying. It teetered on the edge of the cradle – then rocked back into place. Staggering to the kitchen table he took a long pull from the half-empty bottle; his breath hit back like lit kerosene. Closing his eyes he gasped,...