The dance was over. As she rose, her eyes scanned the audience and the perplexed looks on the faces of the people whom she’d known since childhood. Feeling small and somewhat humiliated, Mim turned toward the door but found Anthony’s hand holding hers, stopping her from moving. Slowly, applause grew to fill the room and Mim smiled as she and her new beau stepped toward their seats.
Nervously fiddling with the pearl buttons of her white gloves, Mim heard a male voice call out, “Wow! Little Miss Mim." The man’s eyes scanned her body quickly as he moved toward the couple. “I didn’t know you knew how to do all that fancy dancing.” His lascivious glare unsettled her as she watched the hand of Phil Mattus pat Anthony’s back. She half smiled, acknowledging the cock-eyed toothy grin of a man she had always felt uncomfortable around, and then she saw him wink at Anthony.
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