Every week Rochelle posts a pic for Friday Fictioneers and encourages writing a 100 word story based on it. The photo prompt this week: Cellos
Here is my contribution:
Cellos were his life. His only passion. Determined to carve a niche for himself as a cellist, he kept waiting for the right opportunity. Even a year of unemployment didn’t dampen his spirit. But nobody can sustain a family on dreams alone. His ever supportive wife understood his yearning to be a successful cellist so she worked odd jobs to make ends meet.
It all changed when she met with an accident and the doctors demanded a lump sum amount for her surgery. He sold the cellos to save her. He realized it was time to take charge of things.