Shane, Dale & The Rufty Tufty Club3

On the floor, there was a pack of big Cobra firecrackers. Cobra firecrackers were not to be sold to children, but Shane had ways to get things that weren’t to be sold to children. Both boys exchanged a glance. Dale produced a matchbox. He opened it. Peggy and Lillian were both fifteen, friends since early childhood, and this was their first dance. Peggy didn’t notice the red paunchy firecracker that rolled to a stop just between her dancing feet. She was kissing René for the first time and she had closed her eyes. Lillian didn’t notice the other Cobra at her own feet, because she was listnening to Bébert’s voice. And this voice was telling sweet words at her ear. The double cracking report was so loud and unexpected that Peggy nearly passed out. Lillian gave a jump, looked around… and saw the curtain under the platform moving. – Peggy! Here under the platform! Comee on, let’s catch the little scoundrels! The accordeon had already resumed playing.