LordPeter List Literary Contest

"I'll go in and see if there's any coffee left," she thought. And she did that. In the lounge 'most every night, there was music. A band played bright tunes, French dancers waltzed "Danube Blue," and another dancer sat watching. In fussy frocks lots of lone women sat. One of them, who had been sipping parsnip wine, hummed a song about Lonely Hearts and Death. On the dance floor, the paid couple swirled. Although the Frenchman's wide mouth made him look like a frog prince, while the women observed his dance, they fluffed and powdered.

Watching from her cozy table, she smiled and she mused "Autres temps, autres moeurs. Well, they all know the rules."

In her mind's eye, she saw soft lights in the windows of little houses on a hill. She heard the music of men's voices rising from them, up the long, snowy-white night-sky.

She tuned the dream out. She thought about him. She sent loving thoughts to the dream that yet lingered. And then she dozed.

-- "Placet"

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