Chapter Ten
Glenn Miller’s "I’ve Got a Gal in Kalamazoo" burst from the jukebox. Men and women paired off and rushed to the center of the room to dance. The wooden floor vibrated in rhythm with their steps, and Ron drummed his fingers on the table in time with the music. His favorite bandleader, Miller, had forsaken his career to join the military last autumn to his fans’ dismay. The navy rejected him, but the army had welcomed him with open arms. His last concert in September as a civilian had been a sellout.
The crowd of gyrating couples blocked his view of Doris. Probably a good thing. With any luck, not watching her with another man would remove her from his mind. He forced a smile and looked at the young women across the table. “Are you ladies having a good time? I’m not much of a d
