• Prudence

    Prudence: Chapter 3b

    Holly and Amber push their way through countless bodies generating an effluvia of perfumes and colognes, sweat, and alcohol. A young lothario leers at Holly. ‘Dance, baby?’ he asks and swivels his hips. ‘Maybe later,’ Holly tells him. ‘How much later?’ ‘Never.’ Holly grabs Amber’s hand and forages on. The crowd cluster around the balustrade that perimeters the dance floor. There are lots more people than when they first arrived. Holly and Amber detour, and seek respite in a small pocket of emptiness. ‘Can you see her?’ Amber says. People crowd around them and trap them. Holly’s reminded of the hotel room with the execs from the bar, their bodies…