Monday, August 11, 2008

DANCING QUEEN, ALMOST

I glanced into the living room and saw The Princess, by herself, twirling and dancing to the music in her head.

I glanced in a minute later and saw her slouched on the couch. Her arm was over her head and she was winding her hair around her fingers. She was staring at the empty room. She looked dejected and bored.

"What's the matter?" I asked. "Why did you stop dancing?"

"Oh," she sighed, "I'm just waiting for the other girls to finish their turn."