He put the kazoo to his lips and played a wobbly, ridiculous, joyful noise.
“I feel… unwell,” he whispered, holding a glitter-covered milkshake. 2 Hot Blondes The Lesson John Persons
The lesson was held in an abandoned roller rink. Neon lights flickered. A bass thrummed through the floor. Saffron, sharp and witty, wore a sequined jumpsuit. Honey, softer but equally wild, balanced on a unicycle while juggling rubber chickens. He put the kazoo to his lips and
Then he danced. Not well. Not gracefully. But freely. joyful noise. “I feel… unwell
John thought. “I tried a new flavor of yogurt last Tuesday. Strawberry.”
The Blondes cheered. A security guard yelled at them. They ran, laughing, down the ramp, John’s heart hammering with something he hadn’t felt in years: delight.