Flash: Crystal

Her laughter, the tinkling of the crystal chandelier as the breeze played through it each time the door opened; she drew all eyes in the room without conscious thought. Waiters stumbled over themselves bringing her another flute of champagne, another tray of hors d’oeuvre to select from with her perfectly manicured fingers.

She was once one of them; they remembered her. She gently smiled and thanked them, then searched the room. Whom would she allow a dance tonight, to hold her close to beg her favor? The room held its collective breath, anticipation palpable.

True crooked her finger and danced.


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