Nick stands up and offers his hand to me. I have no idea what he wants, but what the hell, I take his hand anyway, and he pulls me up on my feet then presses against me for a slow dance, and it's like we're in a dream where he's Christopher Plummer, and I'm Julie Andrews, and we're dancing on the marble floor of an Austrian terrace garden. Somehow my head presses Nick's t-shirt and at this moment I am forgetting about time and Tail because maybe my life isn't over. Maybe it's only beginning.

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