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Onward to another paragraph from one of my WIPs Last Dance: Watching Rocco, Joey is trying to get up the nerve to ask him to dance. But Joey sees the ghost of Donna Summer, which apparently heralds a seizure.
This is the last line from Last Dance #9: “I’m thinking Italian,” he said with an affable grin. “Food makes everything better.”
I didn’t want to leave Viola’s celebration, but the noise was jarring, distracting, and pulling my brain in the opposite direction it wanted to go. I wanted to focus on the handsome guy beside me on the perfect green lawn behind Viola’s house, to recapture that golden moment when he’d been dancing, and I’d been yearning. Not be such a space cadet.
The smothering blanket of depression settled on me.
Never going to be normal.
“Hey,” Rocco said and gave my shoulder a nudge with his broad one. Any harder, and he would have knocked me over. “Are you okay?”
(a little over, but just to complete the thought)