Accordion (Flash Fiction)

Accordion?

I wasn’t even sure what she was talking about, but then suddenly, I had to
know. It seemed like it was and then I was sure. It was the missing twist, the final touch, the last key.

I couldn’t believe I hadn’t seen it. I’d ignored it and overlooked it
because I thought it was olfashioned. In my crazy young mind that
ridiculous excuse of a musical instrument didn’t exist.

I’d never considered the ancient energy within would actually prove to be beneficial.

I suppose, that sometimes it helps if you don’t know what will kill you some day.

I can see the headlines for tomorrow.

Death, by accordion.

(c) Sara Harricharan

A/N: I forgot to post the past few snippets–apologies folks! University can be a bear sometimes…