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Dancing Partners Dedicated to To my husband of 16 years Submitted by Anonymous Every Monday after a day of difficult college classes, I could be found at a beach bar near Atlantic City. I went for one reason —to dance. It was a recently discovered passion and I loved it. The freedom and heart pounding exhilaration was not matched by anything else that I'd yet discovered in my young life. The band played Oldies tunes from the fifties and to kids our age it seemed like fun new music. The first time we pulled up to the parking lot, I could tell this would be an experience—the place was packed and the heavy beat could be felt through our closed car windows. We made our way through the crowds to the edge of the miniscule dance floor. Several people were dancing but I only noticed one. A fellow that I'd seen talking with my roommates in the college hallway. He'd always seemed like a likeable guy but he was amazing on the dance floor. But it wasn't his dancing skills that would catch your eye. He was simply full of life. He absolutely sparkled with it. Early on he caught my stare and pulled me into his circle and suddenly I was dancing and feeling a joy and freedom that I didn't know existed. Who would think that these wonderful old songs were so full of happiness? >From that night on for the rest of that semester and the next, this boy, Daniel and I became dancing partners. Oh, we danced with other people but everyone knew that Daniel and I saved the best songs for each other. Many times the floor cleared when he and I danced together. As the spring semester neared to a close, I felt a little lost thinking of the summer ahead. I would miss Daniel more than I had wanted to admit. We had started running into each other at the college and one day Daniel found me outside the cafeteria looking at the Help Wanted ads. "Hey Holly, I want to talk to you. My job with the restaurant chain is going so well that they offered to send me to Hawaii to be the assistant manager there." I gasped slightly. He continued. "It's just for the summer. But here's what I want you to think about." He cleared his throat a little. "I want you to come with me." He glanced down at the newspaper I'd been reading. "You can work there as well as here. I guess you know that I'm crazy about you. I have a vision of us dancing in the sand under a big Hawaiian moon." I looked into his eyes and felt more alive than I had all day and nodded. I smiled and asked, "But what music will we dance to?" He leaned down, touched his lips to mine and softly answered, "Our own."
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