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talk to and suddenly found
myself looking in Owen's direction. He was looking right at me, smiling. I
blushed and looked away quickly. It couldn't hurt to talk to him just a
little bit...
    Suddenly, the DJ's voice came over
the speakers. Supposedly they had flown him in from New York as well, so I
expected to get some dancing in later. "Alright, let's get this party
started! Can I get the bride and groom on the dance floor for their first dance
as a married couple?"
    I watched as my sister and her
husband walked to the middle of the dance floor and embrace each other as a
slow song started. Both Jack and Emma were usually talented dancers, but as the
music played, they just hugged each other tightly and danced as if they really
had been married for a while now, instead of only a day. Their long, confusing
courtship was finally over and they were able to move on with their lives.
    About halfway through the song, a
tired looking Daniel Saunders wheeled his way onto the dance floor. Whispers
were exchanged between father and son, and Jack steadied the older man's
wheelchair as Emma helped him to his feet. Emma held him delicately as they
shuffled along to the music, the elderly Saunders doing his best to keep up
with the slow beat but unable to shuffle fast enough. Jack stood nearby with
the wheelchair, dutifully waiting for his father to finish, a sad smile on his
face. Emma hugged the frail man tightly, and I saw tears in the eyes of several
of the guests as they watched the man struggle.
    As the song ended, Jack brought the
wheelchair to Daniel. The DJ spoke up then. "Can we get all the rest of
the fathers out there to dance with their daughters?" My dad moved his way
out to the dance floor, but Daniel held on tightly to Emma. He leaned on his
wheelchair and whispered something to Jack. Jack frowned slightly, but I saw
the fire in Daniel's eyes flare up as he made a demand of some sort. Jack
nodded and went to a nearby table.
    There sat Rachel, Jack's personal
assistant. The elderly Mr. Saunders had groomed her since joining the company
to be the billionaire's right hand man. It seemed to me that she probably had
the most tears on her face of everyone at the wedding. Jack extended his hand
to her and she accepted it.
    I watched as Dad reached Emma,
allowing her to continue to support the old man until Jack returned with
Rachel. Rachel wrapped her arms around his weak body and he almost fell into
her, but caught himself at the last moment. Emma squeezed his hand one last
time before solemnly turning to face Dad. As soon as Mr. Saunders was safely
entrusted to Rachel, Emma and Dad smiled at them, then danced away.
    Daniel no longer shuffled his feet,
he just leaned into Rachel as other couples danced around them. Jack still
stood next to the wheelchair, ready for him. I saw Daniel whisper something in
Rachel's ear, and she burst out in laughter through her tears.
    I was surprised that any doctor
would let him travel, but I doubted he really asked permission. This was going
to be his last dance, and he knew it. He would have spent all the billions of
dollars of his company to be here if he had needed to.
    As the song ended, I saw Dad dip
Emma, then kiss her on the forehead as she came back up. They embraced each
other deeply. I looked back over as Rachel eased Mr. Saunders back into the
wheelchair, her small frame able to handle his skin and bones with ease. Jack
rolled his father back to his table while my father walked Emma back to her
table.
    The music still played, but I felt
like you could still hear a pin drop in the place. My dad tapped me on the
shoulder. "Do you mind if I get a dance from you?" I smiled and
extended my hand, and my father led me to the dance floor.
    "You know, I always expected
that you would be the first daughter I'd dance with like this," he said in
my ear as we pivoted slowly.
    I nodded. "I know." It
wasn't that Emma was unattractive, but she had always been so studious, so
unconcerned with boys.
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