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beer_good_foamy) wrote2013-02-17 10:28 pm
beer_good_foamy) wrote2013-02-17 10:28 pm
Drabble
Here's a drabble that popped into my head and seemed to fit today's ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
open_on_sunday challenge ("Twist/Plot")
Survival
Once when she was 12, Sam Zabuto lost Kendra in a crowd.
He found her staring at a group of dancers in front of a flatbed truck with an old-fashioned sound system blasting bass-heavy music; Marley, Tosh, Burning Spear. A boy, maybe 14, took her hand with a smile and pulled her into the throng. She danced for a few moments; when she saw Zabuto, she obediently returned to him.
All the way home there was a twist in her step, a backbeat of her own.
It took an extra week of training to get her defensive stance right again.
open_on_sunday challenge ("Twist/Plot")Survival
Once when she was 12, Sam Zabuto lost Kendra in a crowd.
He found her staring at a group of dancers in front of a flatbed truck with an old-fashioned sound system blasting bass-heavy music; Marley, Tosh, Burning Spear. A boy, maybe 14, took her hand with a smile and pulled her into the throng. She danced for a few moments; when she saw Zabuto, she obediently returned to him.
All the way home there was a twist in her step, a backbeat of her own.
It took an extra week of training to get her defensive stance right again.