"Linda, you stupid Bitch! The songs over! You goin' to dance all night with no music, you dumb cunt?" It was B."Linda, you stupid Bitch! The songs over! You goin' to dance all night with no music, you dumb cunt?" It was B.J.! My god, I've danced clear through my song, Linda realized. With a start, she realized she was staring into the mirror on the back of the platform at the face of the handsome, bearded stranger at the end of the U-Shaped Bar. His pale blue eyes were locked on hers and as they smiled with a frightening firmness, the very tip of his tongue rolling around his now ovaled mouth. |