d head upstairs. I have just sat down to breakfast when mum comes back downstairs after giving dad his. I notice that she is limping quite badly so I just look at her and raise one eyebrow. “Still

night! “Mmm, I getting excited,” she chortles, “I must go and tell your father that I have traded him in for a younger, sexier model!” And with that she gives me a kiss on the cheek then bounces off toward the stairs with a final, “Thank you Tony.” Sexier? Does mum think of me as sexy? Nooo, I’m sure that was just a figure of speech. As it turns out, dad was very happy about us dancing together. Apparently he had been feeling really bad about letting mum down after he injured himself, and that had been contributing to his moodiness. So that evening after I arrive home from work, mum and I square dad away for the night then head down to the studio for our first practice. Mum had already changed into a leotard with a bright green modesty skirt and I went into my room and threw on an old pair of elastic waist shorts with a

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