As soon as Miss Claudine positioned herself behind the curtain for a demonstration, Becca stole another glance at Blake’s table. She could almost see him there smiling at her.
Before long, the dancers were all back in the dressing room changing. Once in their costumes with their hair and make-up finished, they sat down in the chairs against the wall waiting to be called out on stage. Becca tried blocking out the random conversations going on so she could think about how she felt when first entering the Crystal Ballroom. She had never been there before, but somehow she had dreamt about it, correct down to the smallest detail. The only things missing were the beautiful people and the sound of crystal clanking.
Becca stood up in her gorgeous …show more content…
A spotlight followed Becca in her white glistening costume as she danced to the middle of the stage. Performing a dramatic series of spins high up on her toes, the room breathed a hushed gasp. Like an angel with her arms outstretched in front of her, she extended her leg high up in the air behind and gracefully opened her arms. Her feet, both back on the floor, danced through various positions before gliding across the stage into a sequence of quick, breathtaking leaps and spins.
Dr. Reynolds reached up to loosen his tie. There was something about the way she danced that caused his heart to pound as it hadn’t in nearly eighteen years. As she dipped and turned, he was fixated trying in vain to get a glimpse of her face again. When she did come back into view, he thought she was very pretty─ beautiful even. Half expecting her to disappear in front of his eyes, he reached up with his napkin and discretely blotted the perspiration on his …show more content…
“She must be hyperventilating.”
When Caleb noticed her nose starting to bleed, he took out his hanky.
Miss Claudine was about to run to get a necessary replacement when Caleb’s parents and one waiter made their way to the front stage. “Son, let’s get her down from there,” Dr. Miller said with a sense of urgency.
Caleb scooped Becca up into his arms and walked off the side stage and down the small staircase. When he reached the door, his dad opened it for everyone to pass through.
Once out in the hallway, Miss Claudine suggested they go into the dressing room. Except for the waiter, who veered off to get fresh water and napkins, everyone followed Miss Claudine down the hall and into the dressing room. Caleb sat Becca down on a chair and wrapped his tuxedo jacket around her trembling shoulders. He took a seat and slipped his hand into hers.
Miss Claudine instructed Becca to lean her head back while she held a tissue up to her nose.
Dr. Miller sat down and took hold of her free hand “Becca, I’m just going to check your pulse,” he said.
Caleb’s mom stood to the side speechless.
Placing Becca’s arm back on her lap, Dr. Miller said, “Your pulse is a little fast, but you seem to be feeling much better. Am I
Before long, the dancers were all back in the dressing room changing. Once in their costumes with their hair and make-up finished, they sat down in the chairs against the wall waiting to be called out on stage. Becca tried blocking out the random conversations going on so she could think about how she felt when first entering the Crystal Ballroom. She had never been there before, but somehow she had dreamt about it, correct down to the smallest detail. The only things missing were the beautiful people and the sound of crystal clanking.
Becca stood up in her gorgeous …show more content…
A spotlight followed Becca in her white glistening costume as she danced to the middle of the stage. Performing a dramatic series of spins high up on her toes, the room breathed a hushed gasp. Like an angel with her arms outstretched in front of her, she extended her leg high up in the air behind and gracefully opened her arms. Her feet, both back on the floor, danced through various positions before gliding across the stage into a sequence of quick, breathtaking leaps and spins.
Dr. Reynolds reached up to loosen his tie. There was something about the way she danced that caused his heart to pound as it hadn’t in nearly eighteen years. As she dipped and turned, he was fixated trying in vain to get a glimpse of her face again. When she did come back into view, he thought she was very pretty─ beautiful even. Half expecting her to disappear in front of his eyes, he reached up with his napkin and discretely blotted the perspiration on his …show more content…
“She must be hyperventilating.”
When Caleb noticed her nose starting to bleed, he took out his hanky.
Miss Claudine was about to run to get a necessary replacement when Caleb’s parents and one waiter made their way to the front stage. “Son, let’s get her down from there,” Dr. Miller said with a sense of urgency.
Caleb scooped Becca up into his arms and walked off the side stage and down the small staircase. When he reached the door, his dad opened it for everyone to pass through.
Once out in the hallway, Miss Claudine suggested they go into the dressing room. Except for the waiter, who veered off to get fresh water and napkins, everyone followed Miss Claudine down the hall and into the dressing room. Caleb sat Becca down on a chair and wrapped his tuxedo jacket around her trembling shoulders. He took a seat and slipped his hand into hers.
Miss Claudine instructed Becca to lean her head back while she held a tissue up to her nose.
Dr. Miller sat down and took hold of her free hand “Becca, I’m just going to check your pulse,” he said.
Caleb’s mom stood to the side speechless.
Placing Becca’s arm back on her lap, Dr. Miller said, “Your pulse is a little fast, but you seem to be feeling much better. Am I