Palmer's Dance
As she walked out of the school, he opened the wooden door and walked in, seeing Palmer dance on the stage.
She looked like an angel, floating in the clouds as she danced to a slow ballet music. Christopher sat on one chair, far from the stage, so she could not see him. Her flawless movements had him smiling like a kid looking at a Christmas tree, his eyes not leaving her.
Unlike his classmates in New York, who were always wearing loads of makeup, and they thought they were better than anyone just because they were daddy’s little girls, she was simple yet beautiful.
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