The salsa class had bass music thumping, floor vibrating, dancers spinning, skirts swirling, and sweat glistening, but upstairs, in the committee meeting, it was austere. Where clock ticks were amplified, the treasurer led, the chairperson’s seat empty.
Downstairs, Lorraine mopped her brow. The wrong room. An epiphany, daring something new.
Ellen Townsend is an art teacher and writer. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Flash Fiction Magazine, Friday Flash Fiction, 50-Word Stories and others.
