Roster

Mr. Dance, who was Cary Grant in his last life, reclined on the cushion like a pasha.

J.C. climbed the wall by his bed with his fingers.

Jordan held my hand forcefully when the movie started. She wanted a taste of whatever I had (a snicker’s bar).

Hawaii flopped on her back and zoned out, head on Japan’s lap.

I sat between J.C. and Jordan, across from Mr. Dance, but above Hawaii and Japan. I was the spoke.