(About a 10 minute read)
The first thing I noticed about Elle was that she seemed mysteriously out of place. She was sitting alone at a table in Shotgun Willies’, watching a young woman dance on one of the stages, and smoking a cigarette.
Because Elle was fully dressed in street clothes, I wasn’t sure what she was doing there? Was she an erotic dancer? Then why the clothes? But if she wasn’t a dancer, what was she doing in an erotic dance club? I spent no little time wondering about her like that before she rose, crossed over to the other side of the room, and strolled through the dressing room door.