• Prudence

    Prudence: Chapter 5a

    Constance leans against the edge of her desk, arms folded across her chest. She has been hostess a long time and remembers many eventful nights. Indeed, she remembers every night in vivid detail, once recalling them with condescension and judgement, then with amusement, and now with a wry disassociation. There have been attacks against Icons, fights on the dance floor, journalists sneaking in attempting to find the famed basement, numerous acts of copulation in dark corners, and even an attempted robbery. But tonight has been different because it’s involved an uprising. The only time she has experienced anything similar was the night she was offered the position of hostess. She…

  • Prudence

    Prudence: Chapter 3i

    Flavia stands in the juncture, shivering, although her cheeks are flushed and sweat dries on her brow. She doesn’t know why she’s surprised. Of course, this is the way the business may still work. But for some reason, she expected LeBeau would be enamoured with her, and give her a shot for no explicable or deserved reason. Men have always fallen over her. LeBeau didn’t – at least not in the way she hoped. Amber is right. She’s a dreamer. She heads through the nearest entry and is surrounded by red – it’s the Red Lounge, filled with people, their attention fixed on the pianist. He sways on his stool,…