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LAce Posted Monday, August 8th, 2005
Lesson One
Leigh Hughes

Skip two three, turn two three, waltz two three. Slip your hand here. Now here. Breathe deep. Take in the smell of his sweat, her tears. Feel her toes crunch in the point of her shoes, feel the burn on the ball of her foot, the crack of his aging knees. The strain of his plastered smile.

Now concentrate. Concentrate on the music, the beat. Step and turn. Dip. Concentrate. Focus on a point on the wall to keep your balance. Try not to stare at the hair coming out of the mole on her face. Donít notice how yellow her teeth are. Head back, arms out. Dance. This is romance. This is life.

This is important. Pay attention. Donít screw it up. Donít step on her feet. Donít let your hand fall slowly, slowly down her back. Donít accidentally brush her breast. Donít get hard. Donít get hard. Donít get hard as she pulls in tight. Itís important to make her feel beautiful.

Look into his eyes. Ignore the pot belly, the crowís feet, the bad breath. Lose yourself in the music. The music. The music.

Listen to my voice and my voice only. Hear me. One two three, waltz two three, turn two three. Good. Back straight. Good. Turn, turn, turn. This is your life. Your life, do you hear? Yours. Donít waste it waiting to lose weight, get a new job, have more money. Dance two three. Donít stop twirling until I say stop. Donít stop the steps until Simon says mother may I. Not a minute before. If you puke, please use the paper bag located in the back pocket of the seat in front of you.

Most people donít do so well on their first lesson. Most give up. Most do not have what it takes to last. And last. Donít stop. I never said stop. If I canít praise you for fear youíll stop, then what do we have? A standoff. Now turn her. To the left. Spin two three. Better, you see how she looks at you when you keep your back straight? Sheís impressed with you, her man, taking the lead like that. Youíre a tiger. Thatís right. Go ahead and growl if it makes you feel it. Feel it. The passion is there. Right there. Touch it. Taste it. Good.

Comments [post a comment]

Posted by Kathy Fish on Monday, August 8th, 2005 at 7:48 PM
Beautifully written, Leigh. I love this story.

Posted by Sharon Hurlbut on Monday, August 8th, 2005 at 8:50 PM
Leigh, this is simply magical. I love it!

Posted by Ellen Meister [ ] on Tuesday, August 9th, 2005 at 5:47 AM
Plays in my head like music while telling me the story. Beautifully done, Leigh!

Posted by Katrina Denza on Sunday, August 14th, 2005 at 10:09 PM

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