KATE, IT'S NOT TOO LATE

"I wanted to be a dancer, but my boyfriend didn't want me to be," Kate said.

He shrugged.

"You don't even care, do you?" she snapped.

He frowned, "Why the hell should I?"

"Oh, blokes like you make me sick," she scowled. "I'm a very good dancer. I should have become a professional one, I love dancing that much."

He shook his head and hurriedly drove off.

"Speed kills!" she shouted. "Shame my boyfriend is hooked on it," she muttered to herself.

Kate decided she was going to pursue her dancing dream and lose her leech of a boyfriend, as she marched away from the street corner.

27 September 2005