Miranda’s Lessons
Original Copyright ©1995
The Discovery
It was late spring and a warm sun beat down on the city streets as the young nineteen year old dancer hopped off the city bus and walked down a street lined with posh Victorian residences. It was a simply perfect day, with the sun and a hint of a breeze to keep it pleasantly cool.
Reaching her destination, Miranda d’Angelo stood on the steps of the elegant house, listening to a soft Tchaikovsky play from within. It was music that could lift her off her feet, transporting her into that other world she loved so well, where her body seemed to fly across a wooden dance floor, soaring on wings. On this day however, her knees were knocking, and her legs were trembling as if they were made of jelly.
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