Person who supplied prompt: FlameTamer16
Prompt: Guitar
Jaz remembered that day so clearly.
She was a little girl: five-years-old, to be exact. Her daddy was out on the porch, strumming gently on a beautiful guitar.
"Daddy, how do you do that?" She marveled. Daddy paused and smiled down at her.
"I just strum on the strings," he explained.
"How do you make it sound so pretty?" She asked.
"Practice," Daddy replied simply.
"Practice," Jaz repeated.
"Yes."
"I wish I could play guitar like you, Daddy..."
"Jazzy, I'll tell you what," he told her. "Someday, before you're 15, I promise I'll get you a guitar, and teach you how to play."
"Thank you, Daddy!"
"You're welcome, sweetheart."
Jaz Anderson... Guitarist. It seemed too good to ever come true...