"Sir? There's something else?"
"It's not that little girl again, is it?"
"The dancer? No, she hasn't done anything more than cause drama at her high school."
"High school," he shook his head, gazing across the control room. "Thank the black hole you weren't raised on earth, Sharpe. They waste so much time. All those years and it seems they learn nothing more than how to make innuendos."
"Yes, sir." The threat wasn't imminent. I would let him have his diatribe about high school.
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Dreams
General FictionEthan dreams of Maribelle, the beautiful and popular dancer, every night, but in his dreams she's not the same person as she seems to be in reality. Meanwhile, Maribelle struggles with facing an image of herself she has painted, one that she feel...
