I’d shake it, too.

The three of them were no older than 14, but curvy as so many young girls are.  I remember being flat as a board at their age.  You could tell they were all good friends; there was no third wheel, here.  They bopped along ahead of me, to their own private soundtrack, laughing at their own antics.  I smiled, started to pass them on the left, when one of them hip-checked me in the middle of another dance step.  She was immediately apologetic.

“It’s OK.  If I had moves like that, I’d shake it, too.”

Their “yeah, baby”s followed me down the street.


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