This post is written in response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt:
This Is Your Song
“Take a line from a song that you love or connect with. Turn that line into the title of your post.”
This fictional story is a prequel to my post from December titled Merely A Song.
The time period for This Is Your Song takes place approximately fifteen years prior to Merely A Song.
Carrying school books in the crook of one arm, I shuffled my feet along the edge of a dirt road. Yeah to summer and then breathed deeply into the most awesome country air. Really. I smiled at the thought of sleeping in every weekday and then having nothing to do but read!
Suddenly a green pickup truck came barreling down the road. Blowing dust in it’s wake, I heard a girl shout something about a road and laughter as country music played on the radio. I gazed down at my now dusty books, tennis shoes, clothes.
Merely. That laugh was from Merely. A girl in my high school history class. Oh, everyone in this town heard of Merely. A bubbly, bookworm, friend to all, and who didn’t have a mean bone in her body. The truck stopped at an end of a driveway. But I kept on walking.
“Lanie, you who! Lanie, meet me at the library later? I have about ten books to bring back,” Merely announced.
“Sure,” I tried to sound excited. When I really wanted to do was curl up on our front porch and read. Alone. “Hi Ben.” I put on a smile for the driver.
“Lanie, I was just saying to Ben that I’m going to write a book someday.” This went in one ear and out the other.
“I just heard the most cool country song with the word road in it and . .” Merely kept on chatting.
“What song?” I asked.
“Oh, I don’t know,” Merely went on. One day you’ll walk into our library and see my book. The title will be Merely A Road.”
“Gotta run, see ya Merely. Ben.” Another pretty smile. He’s so cute, as I walked toward home.
Fifteen Years Later
I just received a text from her. Merely A Road hit the Bestseller’s List.