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Six Sentence Story: Trip

I've been fortunate to take some wonderful vacations in my life, but when I read this week's Six Sentence Story prompt word (trip) I knew immediately what story to tell. 

The classified ad sounded perfect: an old upright piano in excellent condition, and at a price that the tax refund would cover. After speaking to the seller on the phone, the young couple loaded their two children in the car and set off to find the Seattle address. After pulling into the apartment complex,  she carried the baby and he held the toddler. In her excitement, and perhaps due to rain hitting oil spots,  she tripped in the parking lot; as she was falling, all she could think was, "Don't land on the baby!" Miraculously, she saved the baby from harm, but unfortunately, her face took some of the impact. 

"We're here to look at the piano, and, by the way, do you have a Band-Aid?"


Photo: The old upright piano, with fall decor on top

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  1. I miss my old UPright piano. It was a great one, and this is a great six!

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  2. True? I don't remember you telling me about this experience. Nice, save, but OUCH!

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  3. Well, if you're going to take a dive, it was in the interest of a good cause lol. And good that no babies came to harm! I wonder that the sellers, when they saw you, didn't think maybe you really wanted that piano 😆

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    1. I looked like I was ready to fight for it! :-)

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  4. Oh, this brings back memories. #1 Son was 3 months when the dog next door dug the hole i stepped in, right in front of my stairs. His leg was broken, and at first they thought i’d done it on purpose, it was awful.

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    1. Oh, how awful! I’m sorry to have brought that memory to your mind.

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  5. surely they (upright pianos) are the heaviest object occurring an a normal household, at least, those appliances or pieces of furniture not containing material from a neutron star.*



    * too much?**
    ** yeah, I kinda think so, but you know how it is, sometimes it sounds so good, at least in your head, that ya gotta try it.

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    1. Pianos are beasts! I distinctly remember the professional movers telling me that if I moved the piano again, to be sure the scheduling office sent more movers than they thought they would need; this particular upright is super heavy (and the fact that we lived in a split-level home at the time didn’t help!)

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