The ballroom swayed to the sound of Glen Miller and Tommy Dorsey.  From the balcony, the colours and glitter were mesmerising.  Bodies moved back and forth, arms in the air, legs going in all directions.  Smiling faces as they twirled, others close together to the sound of Moonlight Serenade, oblivious of people around them. Jack had them eating out of his hand.

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