My Unmarried Pregnant Secretary

4.1

"Dance! Nobody is gonna find out about your little secret just because you danced to the Hokey Pokey." He grabbed my arms and tried to motion me to dance by moving them.

I'm not a puppet and you're not a puppeteer. Stop it.

I shoved my arms away from him grinning, "Okay! Stop. I'll do it."

"(Left arm!) You put your left arm in, you put your left arm out . . . "

As I was doing the movements, I looked in directly front of me after sharing an eye-roll with Agastya to see a very elegant and probably expensive vase moving, hovering in mindless directions. What is up with everybody's house today? Do they all have ghosts?

"And you shake it all about . . . . . "

As I'm shaking my hand, so is the vase. Weird. I stop doing the dance moves and move my arm to the right slowly.

The vase goes slowly to the right.

I go left.

It goes left.

My eyes grow to the size of a water-freakin'-melon. This is unreal. This is fake. This isn't true. It can't be!

I slam down my hand and the vase body-slams itself to the floor. Oh, crap. I broke her vase without even touching it. I'm a destructive bomb.