Friday, March 23, 2012

A Singular Opportunity



Tiffany stood on queue with the others, feeling just as giddy as a school girl. She was as polished as a girl of her modest means could hope to be. She knew she had a certain soft glow about her and yet, the ability to bring a positively incandescent quality to a room when she was on her game. She would have to be on her game tonight. This was a singular opportunity she had no intentions of wasting. After all, how often did a girl like her get to meet The Grand Chandelier himself? Move you silly line, move!


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