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"I'll tell Jeremiah you are almost ready." She said and left.
When she came down the stairs Jeremiah was waiting. He stared for a long moment.
"Something wrong?" She asked.
"No, you look great." He told her.
"Thanks," She said shyly.
His parents watched from the other room.
"Looks like our son is growing up," Carol remarked as they watched them walk out the door.
"Yes it does. Just wish Leah was a little happier about things." He remarked.
"She scared witless, Frank."
"About what?"
"She's afraid because of her record she won't be able to get a job, or a place to stay. According to what Jeremiah told me, she can't go home. I mentioned you might could help her with that, when the time comes."
He nodded. "If she keeps doing as well as she is now, I will be glad to help her any way I can. She's a good girl, but I suspicion she's had a really hard time with her folks and it's made her uneasy about herself. She needs some confidence is all." He snuggled with his wife now.
All the kids were gone and they could relax and indulge in each other a bit.
"Of all the girls we've had, she's the saddest. Her folks must never hug or kiss her. Every time I do, she nearly cries." Carol looked at him.
"Now that is sad. Well, we'll just have to try to make her feel more comfortable. She's not a bad kid. And I talked with the lawyer, she didn't really do anything. She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. That's all…don't you fret my pet. We'll help her."
***
The place where they had the dance was in a big barn about ten miles down the road. Music was playing by the time they went inside.
Jeremiah was popular with everyone there it seemed. Everyone came up to him and shook his hand, the girls all crowded around him too.
Once more Leah felt a bit out of place. She didn't know a soul here, but Jeremiah.
But the music had her foot tapping.
Jeremiah noticed. "You like the music?"
"It's great. Old fifties and sixties music. Some of the best music ever made was during that time."
"I agree." He smiled. "Want to dance?"
"With me?"
"Well sure, I brought you, didn't I?"
"Oh yeah, but you don't have to dance with me. I don't expect you to."
"Why not. You're my date, aren't you?"
She twisted her head for a minute. "Am I?"
"Of course you are." He took her in his arms and they danced all over the floor. And when that one ended they played the Twist. Jeremiah came alive. And she laughed. They danced several dances, then went to get some punch.
"Say, you're a great dancer." She chuckled.
