Her hands hug my waist as we sway to the rhythm. The music's heavy bass pounds through my chest, paired with the shimmy of colored lights flitting from wall to wall. For one night, I feel elated, free. I allow myself to enjoy this moment. Tomorrow it will be gone.
YOU ARE READING
Assorted Short Stories
General FictionA collection of flash fiction for when you need a little literary pick-me-up in the middle of the day.
