Reply by Bob
Four minutes, twenty two seconds later, though no one is really counting.
One of the woman’s friends calls her cell, the vibration can barely be felt over the music but her hands grab for the phone as to a lifeline. The guy she is dancing with seems nice enough, but she wastes no time, a whirlwind apology, a quick turn and a few steps later she is lost to the crowd.
A brief moment of sour grapes and Otto works his way towards a table that only recently has opened up. He takes a seat and enjoys the moment, as he is not here to feed he sees no reason to rush. Things may be happening outside, but with the music, the lights and the dance a few minutes reprieve is welcome from a harsh world.
His attention is split between the door and the dance floor. He knows he needs to speak to someone soon about…his dream, but who, his brothers are still in hiding and he is in short supply of friends.























































































































































































































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