Sara and Daphine slipped into others" conversations. Many talked about the string of murders. With the most recent finding as close as Stone Lake, people were scared again.
“Hiya, Sara,” Zoki said quietly as he leaned into the group and rested his chin on her shoulder. Then he turned and punched Daphine"s shoulder gently.
“Why isn"t anyone dancing?” Sara asked.
Zoki, half a head shorter, swept her out to the dance floor. The tune was slow, and Zoki had learned to waltz. So had she.
Dinner was announced. People sat in their little groups at rows of tables, and Sara wondered if any of them had ever spent much time completely away from everyone who knew them.
After dinner, tables were cleared, and the music blared again. Finally, Sara felt relaxed. A grinning man with beautiful teeth cam
