Dancing in the DarkChapter 11 The Joy that is Sasha
Bright laughter floated in to the study from the living room. I tried to concentrate on the laptop in front of me and the final chapters of the novel. Another chorus of laughter arrived and I had to stop and smile. Sasha had four friends over for the day. Music thumped, a percussive beat I could feel through the floor and my bare feet. I knew they were dancing, experimenting with different styles, showing off and trying to outdo each other in good-natured fun. The type of music told me which...