Flashy Friday – Backstage

No one knew where she was.  She’d landed this morning in Puerto Rico.  Paradise.  She’d maxed out her last active credit card to fly here, to buy the tickets, the backstage passes.  Her phone buzzed in her pocket for the millionth time as the few lucky fans allowed backstage erupted in cheers.  The singer rushed past, shaking hands.  His hand brushed hers.

“Thank you all!”

The fans were informed he wouldn’t be coming back out.  A chorus of boos and groans sounded around her.  Finally, she checked her phone.  The most recent text message contained a picture of her sister cradling her new nephew, born two weeks early.

She moved her hand, the one that he’d touched, to her lips as her stomach fell.

For Flash Friday

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