Authors: Rett MacPherson
“Yes?”
“Nothing,” he said. He walked away to find my mother, and then the music started up.
Colette placed her hand on my shoulder and started walking me toward the dance floor. “You know, you've got what, ten or fifteen years before Rachel gets married? This may be the last time you get to dance at a family member's wedding for a long time.”
“Yeah,” I said.
“Maybe they'll play some Village People,” she said, smiling.
“I'm more in the mood for Rage Against the Machine.”
But there would be no Rage Against the Machine. The DJ started up with “Devil in a Blue Dress.” Colette smiled from ear to
ear, showing all of her pearly whites, and said, “It's not Rage Against the Machine.”
I rolled my eyes. “Oh, like that's a surprise.”
“So,” she said as she grabbed my hands and yanked me hard. “Let's boogie!”