her door. When I opened it, she just
sat there.
“Are you ready?” I said. “Let’s
go in.”
“No.”
“No? What...what do you mean,
‘no’?”
“No.”
“Okay...but why?”
“No.”
“But we need to go inside. The
dance is inside.”
“No.”
I stood there for another
twenty minutes, trying to convince
her to come inside, but she kept