Teach Me How to Love You
"Wait. You can't dance?"
"My dancing is the h in horrible."
She laughed. "It can't be that bad." Then she grabbed my wrist and hauled me up. "Come on. I'll teach you."
She started guiding me, showing me how to follow the rhythm. The minute I started moving, Lory burst out laughing.
"I told you," I said, smiling through it.
She tried again, patient at first, but I butchered every single step until she finally gave up and collapsed back into her seat, breathless from laughing too hard to keep teaching.