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    Farewell Party p10

      We did another song to really get the moves down, and then were introduced to the next level moves. The next few songs, I was put with a mix of cadence blessed boys and the opposite, but as one of the songs ended, I found myself wishing for Randy again as my horn-rimmed glasses wearing, pocket protector owning and snotty nosed partner clung to me for dear life as we waited in line. Looking away from him, I hid my miserable look as I thought of ways to sufficiently disinfect my hand and wash my clothes so I didn’t have to burn them. Save me! I thought, wishing Coach…

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    Farewell Party p1

      Sue and I got home soon enough after working that night to be late for Kati’s farewell party. Kati was my older sister who was being forced to go to college in pursuit of a law degree by our mother. She’d never wanted to go to college, or at least not to be a lawyer anyway. Instead, she wanted to go travel around with her boyfriend and his band of alternative rock grungies. Well, all I could think was that at least she’d have some fun before she found him with one of his “biggest fans”. “Dakota Louise Riley, you’re late,” my mother said sternly as I entered the…