Friday, 31 March 2017
Flash Fiction Friday: The group must go on
The group must go on
“This is wrong,” Jackson said, as we made our way to the stage.
“No, it's not, Jackson. We talked about this,” I replied.
“It's just that we've always been...” Jackson began.
“I know, a five piece, but...” I interrupted, before stopping as I wasn't sure what else to add.
“Do you think Michael would have wanted us to quit?” Ray interjected.
“It's time guys,” the club manager called, from the edge of the stage.
“Then we, and this group goes on, in memory of our good friend, our brother, Michael.”
For my good friend, Michael
May he Rest in Peace