Your Dad's Perfect
I smile, and she nods.
“Okay, let's start with basic dance moves you can do on the bar and such,” Darling, or rather Jodie, says. I begin to practice with her and the others. Slowly, I got used to their real names and their stage names. It’s been hours, and I’m getting better, but I need more time on the Aerial hoop and bar. My body moves on it, and she guides me so it looks like I'm dancing.
“Not bad, Doll.” I hear Jake and look at him. My body slips, and he catches me. His smile widens, and he winks.