The Dance

He inhaled the heady pine of his aftershave as he paused before ringing the bell.  This boy from her school arrived smartly dressed in a navy blue suit, a well pressed white dress shirt and a blue striped satin necktie. He nervously held a cellophane windowed box containing a wrist corsage of spicy smelling white carnations tipped in pink and tied with a pink satin ribbon. Her daughter anxiously waited on the stairs looking down at her white satin low heeled pumps.  She was dressed in her newly made Christian Dior style party dress of the palest pink chiffon over a darker pink satin lining with a meadow of embroidered flowers resting along  the hem and waist. She silently hoped that her Father would be the first to reach the door.