Miss Mouton Part Seven

The class ended at dusk. Miss Mouton pulled on her cloak and scarf and waved goodbye to her classmates, who wandered off in twos and threes. Miss Mouton was always collected by Elly. It was unusual for Elly to be late, but Miss Mouton didn’t worry. She started to practice some of the steps she’d learnt at class outside the building, as she waited. And time passed.

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