Past Imperfect – #22

The slow build of the blooming… Image by Author, created in AI. Once upon a time, there was a cruise ship meandering about the Atlantic, just off the shores of Cape Cod. Why said ship was doing so or where it was eventually going is of little importance. What we should focus on is the angst and drama that transpired right after an ill-advised “talent show” had just taken place, a poorly organized event that most of the folks in attendance would quickly forget and then carry on with their lives. But one participant could not. Her name was Irene. And this is her story. Mostly. Much to her dismay, Irene’s powerful interpretive dance about the mating habits of the Balinese Freckled Stork failed to impress her fellow passengers, or at least those who had bothered to attend the proceedings. (Most folks on cruise ships generally shun planned activities, choosing instead to lubricate themselves at the various bars on other decks whereupon talent shows were not happening. This is one of the…