As most of you know, I love music across just about every genre. Many of my stories incorporate music elements, either directly or by reference. Please enjoy today’s sample, from Bayou Fire, and the accompanying track. It’s the song Amos sings in the wee hours of the morning, Van Morrison’s “Tupelo Honey.”
Diana woke to the sound of quiet guitar playing, and Amos singing an old Van Morrison song about a girl as sweet as tupelo honey. She got up and grabbed Amos’ discarded tuxedo shirt from the night before, slipping it on and buttoning it up. Then, she went into the living room to watch and listen. Amos was wearing jeans, playing with his eyes closed as he sat on the floor. His voice was soulful and rich with emotion. When he finished the song, he was a little surprised to see Diana there.