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Duke
September 12, 2008
“One more time through, and then that’s a wrap. Here we go. Five, six, seven, eight,” I called out.
The dancers moved into formation just as the music came through the speakers inside the studio. Marley was on the Duke dance team and had gotten me to come in for a weekend to teach a sideline routine for the semester. I loved the energy in choreographing. Plus, it was this amazing opportunity to work with new dancers and to see my best friend for the weekend.
“Yes!” I cried as they executed the lift perfectly for the first time all rehearsal.
I jumped in for the end, hitting the calypso at the crest and spinning out of it before moving straight into the final turn section. We all ended in a panting mess. A victory if I’d ever heard of one.
“Thanks, Lila,” H
