Verity looks in the mirror

Coasting out of the gym, the sprung hardwood of the dance studio caught my roll in one long, silky glide. Near the baseboard, the giant wall mirror reached all the way to the floorboards. Right there, looking straight back, was the sunniest newcomer with a warm, open smile. Naturally, I gave a gentle wobble to say hello. Right on cue, they swayed back in flawless harmony. We leaned left, paused together, and settled our plush curves against the cool glass. Such an easy companion to share the quiet rhythm with.