The song ended and he looked at his band.īreak? They all shook their heads. He wondered where on earth she had come from. She was singing vibey oldies that everyone knew. He stood with his guitar and played and sang with Joy. Jordan smiled as he got up from his chair and pushed it to one side. The song came to an end and Joy whispered.īuttercup? They all nodded. Whoever she was, she had the most amazing voice. He chuckled as he heard ‘hey, hey, hey!’ He smiled as he listened to Joy. Everyone started standing up and walking over to the dance floor. Jordan smiled as someone organized another microphone for her. Jordan grinned and nodded and looked at everyone. She got up and walked over to the band and stepped on to the little stage and took Jordan’s microphone and they all stared. She waited until the band finished their song. She sat and looked at her glass and debated whether she should or whether she shouldn’t. Joy toyed with her little glass of coffee and drank most of it. He was all male and had the most beautiful voice she had ever heard. Joy couldn’t take her eyes off of Jordan. She hummed along quietly and listened to the words. He sang ‘I’m on the edge of darkness’ and looked at Joy. He sang every word as if it meant something. Dean grinned and looked at Chase who sat playing the drums. He had a smile on his face and kept focused on her. She sipped at her drink and watched Jordan. He nodded as she slipped them back in to her bag. She looked at the packet of cigarettes and picked them up and looked at Jordan. She slowly looked away and looked at her drink. She smiled and felt as she started to blush. She took her drink into her hand and looked at Jordan. She took out a note and handed it to him. She looked at the pack of cigarettes and smiled as Craig walked over and put her drink down. He started playing the guitar and looked at Joy. She listened as the band spoke to each other.Ĭan’t Keep It In. She looked up as the singer got ready to sing another song. She listened to the music as she looked at her pack of cigarettes. Joy took out her pack of cigarettes and put them on the table. You mean a non-alcoholic Irish? One without the whisky. Joy walked in to the little pub and took a seat. The characters are a production of the author’s imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or locations is purely coincidental. Your support and respect for the property of this author is appreciated. If you are reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please purchase your own copy. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. This eBook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only and may not be re-sold or given away to other people.
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