#SixSunday: Virgo (WIP)-Dance Club Scene #8

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Last week, Sam was relieved that Delilah didn’t perform the remix he was expecting (and dreading), but the woman’s change of mind concerns him, too. Her remix first stuns, then delights Adam. I’m jumping forward a tiny bit here.


Sam looked at his watch and fanned his shirt away from his skin. Eight more minutes in this sauna until the police moved in to crash the party. He watched the ravers packed like live sardines in a can—wall-to-wall with no AC—and thought it would be a small miracle if no one dropped dead. Still, he wished time to slow so he could lose himself in the scene. Her touch on the vinyl, whatever ruckus it created, was reverent as rite. Given enough time, her music became sacrament to him, listening became prayer, and knowing her was a blessing, but flash raves never lasted that long.


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26 thoughts on “#SixSunday: Virgo (WIP)-Dance Club Scene #8

  1. "Given enough time, her music became sacrament to him, listening became prayer, and knowing her was a blessing, but flash raves never lasted that long."Love that!! Great six!

  2. Oh, wow! What a cliffhanger, here. What's going on, why does he know when the police are going to show up? Great six, and I loved the use of religious terms as metaphor for his reaction to her.

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