How 'bout a dance?
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"Out! Out! Out!" Annabelle heard her mother say.
"You wouldn't kick me out without a kiss goodbye wouldja Medda?" she heard Jack say.
She walked backstage and joined the group. "Jack Kelley. I thought that was you", Annabelle said.
"Still beautiful as ever Belle", Jack said.
"Tonight is our Annabelle's first show. Right after me in fact", Medda said.
"Our innocent little Annabelle, a Vaudeville showgirl?" Jack teased.
"You just watch Jackie-boi", Annabelle said.
Right after Medda, the announcer said, "And now, a new performer to our stage, but certainly not to the theater, the Swedish Meadowlark's own daughter, Annabelle Larkson, the Beautiful Nightingale".
The curtain began to rise and Annabelle took a deep breath.
She opened her mouth and began to sing:
How 'bout a dance? What do you say?
I've got some moves that I'd love to show you.
Let's find a spot and dance the night away.
How 'bout a dance? It's always fun.
Come over here. Let me get to know you.
Can't beat a band to lift your spirits high.
You look so handsome.
While singing, she caught his blue eyes in the balcony.
How 'bout a dance? Let's make a start.
Music like this can really throw you.
You'll lose the blues, and you may lose your heart.
Tonight is the night I've been waiting for.
Even the moon looks just right.
I'm sure the crowd will make room on the floor.
When they see you look like you do.
So how 'bout a dance? Let's make a start.
Music like this can really throw you.
You'll lose the blues, and you may lose your heart.
You'll lose the blues, and you may lose your heart.
After the show, Medda congratulated her daughter. "He left this", Medda said handing her a red rose.
'Passion", Annabelle thought.
Later, after she was done changing into regular clothes, there was a knock at the door.
"It's open", Annabelle said.
He strutted into the dressing room. He walked up behind her and brushed her red hair from her shoulder. "Youse were amazin'. Me liddle Irish Nightingale", he said. He leaned down and kissed her neck.
"Did you see Jackie-boi?" she asked.
"So Jack be nimble, Jack be quick was here tonight?" he asked. His grip on her hips tightened.
"You know I've only got eyes for you Spot", Annabelle said looking up at him.
"Ise know", Spot said kissing her, "Now, how 'bout a dance?"
