Six Sentence Sunday -- #6!

Continuing the scene. This isn't something intended for my novel, just something I'm having fun with: Neal and the band have performed a cover of Chicago’s “I Am Alive Again”—hard rock style—as a hint to his girlfriend of his feelings for her. He stepped up to his microphone to address the crowd and said that since nobody can see any stars inside the arena, maybe the crowd would turn on lighters so the place would be beautiful for his girlfriend. Lighters came on all across the crowd, sprinkling golden stars everywhere. Holding a hand out toward the darkened side of the stage, he asked April to join him.

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Finally, through a haze of white light that fell from the overhead truss, she came toward him, hands behind her back. Ah, her clingy red dress swayed as she walked and her curled hair fluttered around her shoulders.

She stopped close to him, her face a mix of fright and curiosity.

He put an arm around her shoulders, turning her toward the crowd. “Look, we’ve got starlight and this white moonlight, just like a secluded beach . . . though that does beg the question of why I’m holding a microphone . . .” A thought skittered through his mind: now for the real show.
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