Yet I must admit that SF still feels like home. It's been a big adjustment, leaving California and returning to the East Coast.
Because of that, I've decided to write a string of (EXTREMELY) short stories reminiscent of my San Francisco days. I'm still editing my 6th book, in an attempt to submit it to publishers within the next month or so. But, between edits, I plan to compose tons of bite-sized stories that take place in my favorite city on Earth.
Happy Friday, folks! Enjoy.
Love,
Lisa
Be There Soon
I stare at Justin, who stares right back at me.
We’ve already said everything we needed to say. Now we’re
stuck playing the waiting game, which has happened a lot lately. It’s become almost
routine for us: we fold our hands, unfold them, and smile absently while
praying that our guest of honor will actually show up.
A pretty brunette takes the stage. She strums comfortably on
her guitar, as though she were born with the instrument in her hand. Clearing
her throat, she leans into the mic. Sweet, slow notes flow from her mouth. The
melody fills every corner and crevice in this small café.
“Best open mic in town,” Justin comments, sipping his latte.
I nod, even though I prefer the open mic at Hotel Utah. “Yeah,
it’s decent.”
Last week, Kevin took the stage here. His voice was
shaky, but his lyrics were amazing. I was blown away, as was Justin. In fact, everyone in the café seemed
impressed. It was one of those moments I wished I could capture in a jar, so I
could re-live it every now and then. Whenever Kevin’s light seems to be
fading.
My cell phone buzzes with an incoming text. It rattles the
whole table, causing an unnecessary amount of commotion. But I’m thrilled. A
text means that he remembered us, after all.
He hasn’t given up, I think happily.
“Is that Kevin? What did he say?” Justin asks, and I can
sense the excitement in his voice.
“Be there soon,” I
read. My fingers shake as I place the phone back on the table. “Thank goodness.
He’s coming, Justin. He’s on his way.”
“Amen,” Justin says.
It’s a small victory, of course. But, these days, we’ll take
whatever we can get.
