Two Ionas in a Shell

One ripe afternoon, two college girls sat on the steps of the stairs that skirted out of a great hall. One seemed haphazardly flung, almost in a sunbathing manner. Her head tilted upward, towards the sun – as if absorbing solar power. Confidence emanated from her manner –the one who was the taller of the two.

The shorter girl kept more to herself, it seemed. Her palms were wedged in the space pressed between the back of the thighs and the calves – a curious folded position that almost mimics that of a fetus. Clearly, what sprang forth from her was an impression of subjugation and reserve.

The taller girl suddenly hoisted herself up and faced the shorter one. She was bent on saying something – a confession?… an idea?… an unveiling?More