Music

The song playing in her head was “Long Cool Woman in a Black Dress” by the Hollies. She was neither long nor cool, being a few inches over five feet, shy and terribly nervous as she stood in front of the closed door, and just barely a woman at eighteen. Her bellbottoms and faded T-shirt bore no resemblance to a black dress. Oh, but inside she was the epitome of sophistication and the living embodiment of a femme fatale, a woman of the world. She took a deep breath, squared her shoulders, smiled and opened the door to her future.