[ her form, at least, is faultless. toes situated perfectly, and her fingers nestled gently against his shoulder. elbow, crooked. palm-to-palm. not a lindy hop, indeed. there is no sign of that frenetic, jittering swing. the dance they'd always been destined to dance is something slower, closer, and more intimate than the latest dancehall craze.
she doesn't often feel her nerves, but she feels them now. ] And I told you I'd show you how, [ peggy answers in a voice not far above a whisper. ]
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she doesn't often feel her nerves, but she feels them now. ] And I told you I'd show you how, [ peggy answers in a voice not far above a whisper. ]