Page 62 - Save the Last Dance for Me
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to me, I thought of Ginny. I had
never overcome the feeling of
being an ugly duckling when it
came to dancing. Ginny had seen
me dancing with Sherry and had
seen how bad I was, and yet she
was willing to dance with me
anyway. I smiled. Maybe the
semester might not be so bad after
all.
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