Welcome Back, Class Of ’96
Mar 17th, 2021 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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“Do you want me to hold the…?”
The song is about to start, something by Vanessa Williams. His one good hand is pressing on her waist. She does not know what to call the other one, the absence.
He shakes. “I can just put my arm here.” He rests his folded sleeve on her pink shoulder strap. They have been given a wide berth by the other couples on the gym floor.
They shuffle together in silence. Finally, she asks. “How did—?”
He shrugs. “Cleaning the picker.” Somebody had turned it on by mistake.
“Does it hurt?”
Sometimes. It tickles.
From Guest Contributor Brennan Thomas