The Dancing Girl

“Gonzalo jogged up the hill from the docks, a paper sack of fileted Red Snapper pressed against the stains on his Manny’s Fish Market uniform. Kids laughed on the jungle gym in Bayfront Park. Two Immaculata high school girls in their plaid skirts wrinkled their noses in distaste at him. But today he didn’t care. Someday he’d wear blue oxford shirts to work…”