There She Blows: A Misunderstood Mouth
100 word flash fiction
I had no time to waste. I had to get an ‘A’ in this jazz history class or my music scholarship wouldn’t be renewed. And who the hell wants to drop out of college right before senior year?
I walked to the front of the lecture hall, dropped to my knees, and undid his zipper.
“Would Satchmo approve?” I asked as I stood up. All the eyes behind me burned through my back.
“I bet he would! That was amazing mouth work,” said Professor Donnelly. “But when I asked if someone could demonstrate how they blow, I actually meant whistling.”
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