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in something ‘I’ want
to do!”
    He leant forward and held out his hands, and for
just a moment, Maria did nothing but stare at him.  She was simply not used to
such invitations, but then she snapped them up eagerly and Cameron pulled her
to her feet.
    “I’ll hold you to that, you know, but we’ll talk
more about it tomorrow. For now, I feel like dancing! Ever been clubbing?” He
asked before pirouetting , and performing a Michael Jackson signature move.
    Together they enjoyed a giggle, the two of them
forgetting all the talk of God and death in a heartbeat.
    “How do you do that?” Maria said performing an
awkward version of his turn and thrust, almost bumping into a passerby in the
process.
    “Sorry!”
    “Don’t worry about a thing, I’ll teach you just as
soon as we find a club. Let’s ‘beat it!’” Cameron said before sliding backwards
on his heels, almost flawlessly doing the moonwalk.
    Maria stood and gaped in awe. “You really got some
moves, Cameron!”
    He shrugged and stopped mid-moonwalk taking her hand
as he did so, “Yeah, but it’s not real, is it?” His voice lowered again,
betraying a sadness that made Maria want to hug him close, but like he said, it
wasn’t quite the same thing ... and wouldn’t really have the desired effect
anyway. Then she remembered something.
    In a mock stern voice, she turned to him as they
stood at the elevator doors and waved a finger, school teacher-like, “Hey, what
did we say before we met today?”
    Cameron thought for a minute, before nodding,
realizing something. “Yes, you’re right. The ‘promise’, it’s just a little hard
to escape reality sometimes, you know.”
    “I know, Cameron. We’re in the same boat, remember?
We can ride the river together, no matter how turbulent the waters get, we’ll
be there for each other.” Maria put a hand on his chest.
    Smiling, Cameron put his own hand over hers and
nodded. “That was pretty poetic, right there!  I didn’t know you were into
poetry.”
    He winked.
    “Oh, there’s so much you still don’t know about this
girl ... but I’m hoping in time, you learn it all, everything...”
    Cameron gave a little laugh. “You’re awesome,
Maria.”

Chapter Six
     
    When they arrived at the club, Maria gasped and
stood staring at the huge dance floor before them. It was filled with revelers,
many dressed outrageously and some barely even dressed at all, at least not how
she had expected. The dress code appeared to be ‘anything you like’ and Maria
almost felt out of place amongst all the flamboyance on display.
    Taking her hand, Cameron led her straight to the
dance floor and weaved his way through the throng of swaying, gyrating bodies
until they found a relatively clear space in the center.
    Above them, a glittering silver ball hung from the
ceiling, each little facet of it catching the rays and beams of the disco
lights as they flashed on and off, sending the beams spiraling throughout the
club in all directions. The happy faces around her were bathed in the various
colors as they bounced and nodded to a funky disco beat that reminded Maria of
the Bee Gees, only a little more upbeat.
    Maria turned to see Cameron standing and watching
her, a little smile playing over his face reaching his blue eyes as they
regarded the whole wild scene.
    With a spin and a sudden drop to one knee, he looked
up at her and held out a hand, inviting her to take it, like a prince before
his princess. Maria took it eagerly and happily allowed Cameron to lead the
dance, as she had never before even set foot in a club.
    “Follow my lead, okay Maria, and just remember, here
nobody cares what you look like, it’s all about release!” He called out over a
sudden bass-line drop that had kicked up suddenly as the DJ skillfully mixed in
the next song, drawing shouts of delight from the undulating crowd on the dance
floor.
    Maria tried her best to keep up with Cameron as he
turned this way and that and performed all