Flash Mob

It wasn’t really so much a flash mob as it was a flash presence. It had sounded a great idea when the local orchestral society had discussed doing it.

“What about Bolero?” Heidi had suggested.

“Wonderful choice,” Peter replied and they were off. They spent the next three rehearsals going over and over the same piece.

Finally the appointed day arrived, and Heidi was off early to plot out her seat at the airport. Twenty minutes later Tom Weaver showed up as well and the pair waited for the rest of the orchestra to arrive. They waited. They waited some more.

Finally, they started to play the piece the best they could in the domestic departure lounge. The show must go on they reasoned, though they were quite annoyed at the others.

Meanwhile, a enthralled crowed enjoyed the “spontaneous” rendition of Bolero which was played by nearly an entire orchestra in international arrivals.


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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #145

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