escort’s arm, both of them saying their greetings to other couples who were also walking into the building.  To Dessie, it was going to be a magical and special night, she knew.

     The town meeting hall was decorated with streamers of almost every color imaginable and baked goods sat on tables that spanned all four walls.  Crowded onto the tables were several glass bowls of red punch, small, glass cups, and folded napkins.  An old victrola played in the corner, while some people danced, and others mingled with the crowd, talking and chattering with each other.  Dessie had never seen anything like it in her whole life, the crowd, the decorations, the food.  She gawked at the scene for a moment, then remembered her manners and closed her open mouth.  Adam escorted...

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