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Chapter 23: Back In Step
"Mom, can you do something for me?" I asked my mother as I walked into the living room, where she was reading a magazine.
"Sure, hon. What?" she asked.
"Can you teach me to dance?" I bashfully asked. "Before Reggie, well, you know......, I want to dance with her without stepping on her feet." My mother grinned as I said this.
"Sure," she replied as she stood up. For the next few hours, she had taught me to dance. At first, I stepped on her feet constantly and my knees bumped into her. I was so terrible. But after an hour or so, she had me doing it pretty well. Still, I was no Darren Henson, but I could do a lot more than I could at the beginning of this story.
The next night, Reggie came over and we danced on the front porch. She looked very pleased and impressed, and not once did I step on her feet. Remember when it said in the yearbook that she wanted to witness a miracle? That was probably it.
"Where did you learn to dance like that?' she asked me after we had sat down, looking up at the sunset.
"My mom," I replied, then kissed her softly on her lips. When we stopped, she smiled at me.
"You are an amazing person, Lars," she told me as she laid her head on my shoulder.
"I know," I replied, grinning at her. She grinned back. "No, but really," I continued, "I would've never seen my true self if you hadn't shown me."
"Well you were the one who decided to change."
"But you were the one who inspired me." I told her as she grinned at me.
"I love you," she said, and I kissed her again. After we had gotten done, we looked up at the orange sky as it slowly became dark. It was beautiful, watching the sunset with your true love on a warm, spring night. Just being with Reggie and doing all that made all my troubles seem to disappear. And I'd never forget, nor would I forget Reggie Rocket. Reggie was not only the angel who saved me, but she was the angel who saved us all.
Chapter 23: Back In Step
"Mom, can you do something for me?" I asked my mother as I walked into the living room, where she was reading a magazine.
"Sure, hon. What?" she asked.
"Can you teach me to dance?" I bashfully asked. "Before Reggie, well, you know......, I want to dance with her without stepping on her feet." My mother grinned as I said this.
"Sure," she replied as she stood up. For the next few hours, she had taught me to dance. At first, I stepped on her feet constantly and my knees bumped into her. I was so terrible. But after an hour or so, she had me doing it pretty well. Still, I was no Darren Henson, but I could do a lot more than I could at the beginning of this story.
The next night, Reggie came over and we danced on the front porch. She looked very pleased and impressed, and not once did I step on her feet. Remember when it said in the yearbook that she wanted to witness a miracle? That was probably it.
"Where did you learn to dance like that?' she asked me after we had sat down, looking up at the sunset.
"My mom," I replied, then kissed her softly on her lips. When we stopped, she smiled at me.
"You are an amazing person, Lars," she told me as she laid her head on my shoulder.
"I know," I replied, grinning at her. She grinned back. "No, but really," I continued, "I would've never seen my true self if you hadn't shown me."
"Well you were the one who decided to change."
"But you were the one who inspired me." I told her as she grinned at me.
"I love you," she said, and I kissed her again. After we had gotten done, we looked up at the orange sky as it slowly became dark. It was beautiful, watching the sunset with your true love on a warm, spring night. Just being with Reggie and doing all that made all my troubles seem to disappear. And I'd never forget, nor would I forget Reggie Rocket. Reggie was not only the angel who saved me, but she was the angel who saved us all.