Chapter Eleven

A Box in a Box

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"Nice. Very nice. I’m sorry. Ok?"

"Wanna do music?"

"Ok, Baby. Let’s do music!"

"Ok, Baddad. My list first." She checked the connections.

"Please don’t call me that. D'ya think you could please take that offya first?"

"Ok," she chirped and shimmied out of the knapsack. She set it carefully on the side table, almost under his nose.

Hers came on loud, but she turned it louder and began to move. With regard to neither tempo nor beat, she stepped and hopped and wriggled and swayed. Her YouTubed moves included frugs and shimmies, disco poses, and sly signs from hip hop.



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"Nice. Very nice. I’m sorry. Ok?"

"Wanna do music?"

"Ok, Baby. Let’s do music!"

"Ok, Baddad. My list first." She checked the connections.

"Please don’t call me that. D'ya think you could please take that offya first?"

"Ok," she chirped and shimmied out of the knapsack. She set it carefully on the side table, almost under his nose.

Hers came on loud, but she turned it louder and began to move. With regard to neither tempo nor beat, she stepped and hopped and wriggled and swayed. Her YouTubed moves included frugs and shimmies, disco poses, and sly signs from hip hop.