Author's Note: Another of Emily's fine shorts... She seems to have written most of the ones I kept! Anyway, enjoy another short and sweet one!
Ghost Dance
John and Courtney stood watching the others whirl around the dance floor. They had been talking to each other like old friends, and each was feeling flutters when the other glanced in their direction.
John wanted terribly to just take her hand and dance with her, like they had in his own time. His chance came when the DJ put on a slow song.
He glanced over in Courtney's direction.
"Would ye dance with me?" he asked, trying to keep his voice smooth.
"I-I don't know how," she muttered, blushing.
John smiled at her. She was adorable and he loved it.
"I can teach ye."
And so John set about showing her, slow movements of the pair making them glide as if on air, each caught up in the other.
"I love 'er," John thought distractedly as he gazed into her eyes, "I didn't know what I was missing. It's amazing. SHE'S amazing!"
Courtney gazed back into his light brown eyes, so full of life and emotion that she would've never guessed he was a ghost. She wouldn't have cared. At that moment, she was locked in time with him, moving together as one single being.