My sister's beautiful face was right before mine, and strangely — surreally — Billy's face appeared beside hers. "Anita, Anita. Are you okay?" His accent was as thick and rich as I remembered, and I smiled broadly, trying to pull myself to my feet. My ankle throbbed and didn't seem to want to hold me up. Billy Joe — or was he Joseph Wootton? — turned to my sister. "She is Anita, isn't she?" Eleni nodded, opening her mouth to say something and then thinking better of it. The vision of Billy's three dates shifted and swayed before my eyes. I tried to stand again, my ankle twisting out before I could fully stand. "Dammit." "Your ankle, Anita! You can't hurt your ankle... that's not going to be good for dancing." The deep concern in Billy's eyes nearly made me swoon again. Hot tears stung my eyes. There was so much he didn't know... so much of each other's lives that we'd missed. It would probably be better if I disappeared right then and there, sinking into the exquisite hardwood floor and disappearing as he took on a new romance...
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