Written for Friday Fictioneers. My story follows the picture prompt. You can find more stories by clicking on the blue frog at the end of the post.
I was a sixteen year old keyboard player when you walked into the room. The bassist made it very clear you were his. My hands trembled so much during the recording session we could not finish the song.
I came to know you as a free-spirited tall blond beauty.
Only later did I learn you were a noted singer, vocal teacher, and artist on the California coast.
Some people said I choose your name for the song title because the Beatles had used Michelle.
But you know the truth don’t you Renee. You just had to walk away.
Oh Danny Boy! 
I’ve never heard that song before but I looked it up after this. I love your poignant prose and the wistfulness of it.
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It was one of my favorite songs a long time ago. Thanks for commenting.
DJ
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I always liked that song…and now it is in my head.
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I know what you mean.
DJ
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Excellent use of songs, Danny.
janet
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I like both of those songs – and the way you wove them into your story, Danny. Renee is very good at walking away. 🙂
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Indeed she is!
DJ
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And one of my favourite songs too. Nice ending!
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After some Googling I managed to find a Wiki article on a song which matched your story! So my musical education has expanded 🙂
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Hope you played and enjoyed the song. One of my old time favorites.
DJ
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One of my all time favorite songs! Nice one.
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Mine also!
DJ
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