I’ve been watching a lot of YouTube videos of people reacting to Larry Bird. Specifically, I have enjoyed the ones featuring his trash talking. In one of the videos that get analyzed, a former player when talking about Bird said something to the affect of when you’re arrogant and can back it up, you’re not arrogant you’re just good. That singular summation of Larry Legend, circled in my mind and attached itself to Taitha.
The confidence that infused Larry Bird’s playing career, is the same that flowed through Taitha from the instant she emerged from the depths of my mind in Siphoning the Stone. That seemingly arrogant demeanor is why I’m eager to continue to explore her life.
Come, sit down and allow me to give you a mini-escape and kindle your imagination.
“They didn’t appreciate your demeanor.”
Taitha lifted her drink and inhaled the final plume of steam. As a soft sigh flew through her lips, Taitha tipped the cup back, pouring a mouthful of the cooling liquid into her mouth. She swished the drink about, absorbing the intricate flavors. Taitha swallowed and laid the porcelain mug down. “Why should their ignorance matter to me?”
“Taitha, you promised not to insult any of the instructors.”
With a grin, Leodor’s sister shifted the cup’s handle toward her brother. “That was before I learned of their deficiencies.”
“That’s not the point,” Leodor said, squeezing his brow.
She tilted the cup down, peering into the liquid. “What was the problem?”
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