13) Anna Breininger, Jamie Felton, Shanna Waddell

It's an important life lesson: to dance toward the wind.

Two steps forward, toes out, heel toe they'll tow. Left kick down a primrose path,
buried...it's a chore. It is NOT an improvisation. The wind blows its sides into
the barren sands. A bell chime out in 7/8 verse, 4/4 chorus. Ah them bones, them
dirty old bones.

"Dust rise right on over my time," says Alice.

When the tempo breaks fling the sands over your shoulder. Either one, it honestly
doesn't matter at this point. Feel the winds at your temple. Now close your eyes.
Before you, down a long haul, is a mirror.