First Dance

  
This is a different post to the one that was planned. It was scheduled to be a dark, twisted tale that had been introduced by the Death Haiku. 

Since then, I was informed that a colleague of mine and a woman who I had known for some time had passed away. She was a lovely person, brought joy to the workplace and will be dearly missed by all who had come in to contact with her. My thoughts are with her family and friends at this difficult time. 

Therefore I have postponed the planned story for the foreseeable future. Instead I challenged myself to writing a sixty word story. It is light hearted and I enjoyed writing it. It was completed at short notice but I hope you enjoy. 

                                     First Dance

The teenagers danced to the sound of classical music. Her hands were placed on his shoulders, his hands rested on her hips, their eyes twinkled and smiles reciprocated. To them, time had stopped and life beyond the room no longer existed; all worries and problems fading into nothingness. They continued to dance as their lips met for the first time.