50 word Story: Death of a Blues Man

The end is near.

The swirling soup of alcohol, smokes, fast food, and heightened adrenaline have worked their life long course.

But as life fades to a white pinpoint, he hears the approaching music.

Etta, Elmore, Muddy, and a chorus of others singin’ the blues.

He smiles and passes on.


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