Tucking her guidance stick
under her arm, Madame Komarovski, who sported short grey hair, clapped her
hands twice. “More effort next week, gentlemen, if you please. I don’t come
along here for fun, I expect 100 per cent from you. Your hour is up, class
dismissed.”
With a curt nod to Sowerbutt
and Coach, the diminutive dance teacher collected her cloak and bag
and swept out of the gym.Slumping into one of the leather chairs in Coach’s tiny office, Sowerbutt exclaimed: “I’m looking forward to a cuppa. That is some tough lady, I’m exhausted."
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