Little went according to plan yesterday. I complicated the busy day by locking the keys in the car. I was thankful that Bede was working at home instead of Across the Water, so Lucia and I waited at the school for him to come by with his set of keys.
Today's short story is very short indeed. I am invoking the Six Word Story clause, by which I mean that I get to write a six word story as a placeholder in the LoStoWriMo scheme.
Guitar strings broke. He sang instead.