‘No… It’s okay. I mean, I asked for it.’ ‘We went dancing,’ my father said, staring at his glass. I looked at him for a moment. ‘Dancin...? You dance?’ He chuckled. ‘Yes. We used to, your mom and I. It was something we did every weekend. But when the work load got too heavy we had to stop.’ I was staring at the floor, afraid to speak, to move. ‘We were in Nashville,’ he went on. ‘I talked her into going out with me. We were having such a wonderful time. She seemed happy. I didn’t even know. ”“Tough!” I said, “She will see me, because I’m going to answer the door. Then at last we can talk properly.”“We’ll talk all right,” Connie said harshly, “and there will be some grovelling to be done.”The doorbell rang, and I went to answer it. I opened it. There she stood. She looked surprised, perhaps astonished.She was just as pretty as she had been when we were together, though now she wore a grimace of distain. It reminded me of her mother and did nothing for her looks. I looked inside. More

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