Bowling alley.
Stance.
"Put in more strength!"
She smiled. She laughed. She hopped and tiptoed. I laughed. I chuckled. I didn't talk much. At one time I wanted to see how stronger I could swing and see how hard the ball can crash. More strength does makes sense. It'll hit more.
She was good at keying in. She had her own style. No strength but style. I think she got a spare before.
"You need to drop it at the centre. See the line? Find the centre, the middle. In that way you could hit the middle duck."
"Why are you dreaming? I waited so long."
"No I was looking how good they were bowling.", she reasoned.
"Why do I always have to wait? I've finished paying and you were supposed to follow me."
She was looking at some pens at the counter.
