She cradled the guitar with the neck up by her shoulder, closed her eyes and began to warm up by playing some adlibbed Flamenco. When she got into the flow of the music, she began to play ‘La Malagueá±a’. The girls began to Tango when Angel played ‘La Cumparsita’. Angel just let the music carry her away as she kept on playing and smiling.
Angel Marquez
by Paula Dillon
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A very touching story of Music and Family
Paula,
After reading this story for the third time in a little over a year, I have still enjoyed it immensely. You have really captured the "latin" spirit in your tale. A wonderfull story of family, music and history.
A word of warning to future readers: Please keep a box of tissues handy because it gets rather sentimental in some places. But also refrain from consuming beverages of any kind while reading, unless you want to ruin your keyboard. ;-)
Greetings from the closet,
Jessica