Dancing at the Mall
by Leslie Noyes
A song from my teens wafted down into the food court where I was engaged in a lackluster meal.
Putting a limp slice of pepperoni pizza aside, I rose from a red plastic bench and danced enthusiastically to
Twist and Shout, my Ferris Buehler moment, while lunch breaking students watched with open mouths,
Giggling and pointing at my intricate gyrations. I winked and smiled and reveled in the knowledge
That I’m alive and at sixty still capable of doing the audacious thing when the music hits me just right.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
YEP!!!!. You rock lady. Keep on xxxx
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I’m trolling the internet for the viral video!! I am absolutely sure, as Fox Mulder would say, “the truth is out there”…
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Ha! If you’re thinking blackmail, I’m too poor to pay!
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Blackmail? Hell no! I want to revel vicariously in your moment of triumph!
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Well in that case, I hope you find evidence!
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