The dance goes on by CE Botha

Heyno glanced up from where he sat waiting on the auditorium’s steps near the entrance as he heard light footsteps approaching. His stomach growled unhappily, but his face lit up when he saw Tailor approaching.

“Why do you look so glum?” he put his arm around her shoulders as they made their away towards the cafeteria.

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