It was the night of the barn dance. Jack and his best friend Thomas were always the life of the party. They would dance on tables and whistle at the girls.
Jack ran through the crowd of people with a smile on his face. Thomas chased after him with pie smeared all over him.
"I'm going to get you!"
Jack lost him when he accidentally ran into a group of adults.
Jack laughed uncontrollably as he watched his best friend wipe goo off his face.
He glanced over to see his nine year old sister, Mary. She was leaning against a wall with her arms crossed. He didn't like how sad she looked.
When the fiddle started playing Jack's favorite song, he skipped over to his sister and picked her off her feet.
She screamed as Jack danced around the barn.
"Jack, put me down!" She giggled
Jack smiled, refusing to let go.
When the song ended, everyone clapped for Mary and Jack, who stole the spotlight of the song.
The fiddle began a slower song as Jack bowed asking his sister to dance.
She grabbed his hands and they danced around.
"Ouch! Watch where you are stepping," Jack laughed.
Mary looked down to see her boots pinching Jack's bare toes. She rolled her eyes.
Jack never wore shoes.
As the night progressed, more and more people came to dance.
After awhile Jack and his sister were tired. They sat side by side in a couple of chairs against the wall.
Jack looked up to see Thomas dancing with a girl, she was
pretty too. Thomas wasn't exactly the greatest guy in town. He was a tall, skinny guy with black hair and freckles all over his face.
Even Joesph Gallant was dancing with a girl from school.
He sighed and slouched in his chair.
It wasn't like Jack had no one to dance with, though.
Three girls came up to him and asked, but every time Jack saw the disappointment in his sister's face. He couldn't leave her by herself.
"You can go dance, if you want." His sister said quietly.
Jack put an arm over his sister.
"And leave my escort? Never."
He smiled and she smiled back to him.
"Thanks, Jack."