Black Windows

Story Excerpt:
As instructed, she slowly turned in circles, allowing the potential buyers to get a look at her. My hand hovered over the button when she unexpectedly began swaying side to side, as if there were music playing. Her dark hair tumbled out of the pins as she shook her body to the silent rhythm.

I sat up from the couch, infatuated with this woman and her graceful movements. She danced as if she weren't about to be sold to the highest bidder, but like she were on stage surrounded by adoring fans. I'm sure she had more than a few fans by now, but her reward wouldn't be a golden trophy.