The Dance Contest – Next Steps

My friend Polly sent me some photos of her great aunt, who was a professional ballroom dancer. She asked me if I would like to write a story with her. I loved seeing the photos and wrote the first chapter… here is Polly’s continuation…


A continuation from Ted’s story – read part 1 here and inspired by some family photographs I recently found

Bella felt she could sleep for days, and perhaps she would’ve if she lived somewhere else; instead she was brought rudely to wakefulness by the clanking sound of the plumbing, protesting at her neighbours’ requirement for water with which to flush, shave, bathe and cook. All around her, apartment doors were opening and closing, feet clattering on the winding staircase. The street door slammed frequently as those living hugger mugger, having made their morning ablutions, set off to work.

She threw an arm over her face, shielding her eyes from light streaming in through her narrow window, but even that limb felt leaden. Bella’s legs were worse, her knee and hip joints screamed from overuse while her feet were throbbing as insistently as when she’d slipped off her dancing shoes the…

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3 responses

  1. amazing photo and love your story

  2. I posted on your friend, Polly’s blog that you guys have me hooked. I can’t wait for the next installment.

  3. Love it, was picture perfect. Wish it was longer,

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