Clementine and OPEN
Clementine was still floundering over what song to sing. She was absolutely going to sing something and she wanted it to be something that the audience, however large or small, drunk or sober they were, could join in with her. But that left quite a bit to sort through in her mind.
She'd brought a bag of musical treats with her including a small tambourine and a beautiful black harmonica, but it was the mbira she was idly playing as she waffled on which song.