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because her mother, my grandmother Annie,
was a prima ballerina. It broke my mother's heart
almost as much as it did mine when I had to
stop." She had turned to look at me and I could
see the strange light had returned to her eyes.
She took a deep breath before continuing.
"Both my parents are still alive. They live in
Westchester in the same house where my brother
Daniel and I were raised," she explained. My
heart began to pound again. It was one
thing to dream of having a mommy and dad
but another to think up an entire family v
grandparents and uncles and aunts. Maybe tt
was a cousin, too, a girl about my age with who
could become best friends.
"Unfortunately, both of Sanford's parents
gone," she continued. She gazed at him ag;
"His sister Mariene lives in Denver but we d<
see her very much. She doesn't approve of m<
"Celine, please," he said weakly.
"Yes, Sanford's right. No unpleasantness, nf
again. You don't need to know any of the unph
antness I've had to bear. You've known eno
during your poor little life," she said. "You d<
have to worry about money, either. We're rid
"You shouldn't say things like that, Celil
Sanford gently chastised. I could tell immedia
that he was sorry he'd spoken.
"Why not? Why shouldn't I be proud? Sarif
owns and operates a glass factory. We're not as
as Coming, but we're competition for tin
aren't we, Sanford?" she bragged.
"Yes, dear." He looked back at me. "0
you've settled in, I'll show you the plant." "You
can show her, but she's not going to sp
a great deal of time down there, Sanford. She'1
too busy with her schooling and her dancil
Celine assured him.
A coM drop of ice trickled along my spinel
"What if I can't be a dancer?" I asked. W<3
they send me back?
"Can't be? Don't be silly, Janet. I told you,!
have grace. You already dance. You dance w!
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you walk, .the way you hold yourself, the way you
look at people, the way you sit. Having been gifted
with this myself, I know how to recognize it in
someone else. You won't fail," she said confi
dently. "I won't let you fail. I'll be your cushion,