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I raised a hand and shook my head.
“Not today,” I said.
I could see she was in need of some rest. Running through the dance over and over again wasn’t going to help when she needed to take a breather for a while.
“I’ll show you out,” I said.
I led the dance instructor to the door. I was glad when he left. He was a good instructor but carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. Sometimes people got so into their own spheres of interest that they applied it to all aspects of their lives. It made them the best at what they did but that did not make them the best teachers.
When I turned back to the front room, I found Vicky still on the floor. She pressed the back of her hand to her forehead.
“I can’t do it,” she repeated.
I filled a glass with water and handed it to her. She took it gratefully and took a big gulp.
“You just need some rest,” I said. “You’ll get it after you get some sleep.”
She wore a tight pair of leggings that showed off her firm muscles. I couldn’t take my eyes off her ass.
“Do you ever think maybe you chose the wrong girl?” she said.
“What?” I said. “No. I don’t.”
“A lot of them would already know this stuff,” she said. “They wouldn’t have to learn it from scratch.”
“I chose you. I have no regrets. You’ll get it. And even if it’s not perfect when we perform it, it’ll be close enough.”
“No. It has to be perfect.”
“Why?” I said.
There was a distant flicker behind her eyes. She hesitated before she answered.
“Because I made a deal with you,” she said. “If I can’t do it perfectly, I don’t want to do it at all.”
Then she got up without looking at me and left for her bedroom.
“What do you want to eat tonight?” I said, calling after her.
“I’m not hungry,” she said.
The dancing class always ended this way. If she could be objective about it and compare herself from that first day to now, she would realize just how far she’d come.
And we still had seven days left (there were fifteen days in a Baok month—a revelation that shocked Vicky no end). She could learn everything she needed in that time.
I ordered some meals even though she said she wasn’t hungry and added some candles and music to the dining room. I thought it might help her to stay calm and relax. I went through to her room and knocked on the door.
“Vicky?” I said. “I know you said you’re not hungry but I ordered some food.”
She didn’t reply.
“Vicky?” I said.
I tentatively nudged the door open and peered inside. She wasn’t there.
She must be in the bathroom, I thought. I glanced at it and noticed the lights weren’t on inside.
“Vicky?” I said. “Are you in there?”
