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Hoosier Musings on the Road to Emmaus

Sunday, February 08, 2004

The Dance

Last night was our local high school's Winter Formal. This was Carolyn's first formal dance, and so preparations have been all-consuming. Dress (my daughter in a dress! Voluntarily!!) and shoes were chosen with due care, and yesterday afternoon was devoted to transformation (My sister, a licensed beautician and way more competent in this arena than I, was in charge of the hair/nails/makeup department).

Suddenly, in place of the sturdy little jock stood an elegant young woman, poised and beautiful.

Then the beau arrived, and many pictures were taken, and off they went, into the frosty night.

And Kyle was left wondering why his parents remained standing together by the door for a time, after they left.


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