My Daughter Went to the Father Daughter Dance Alone Until a Dozen Marines Walked In

on my shoulder and I held her and we moved slowly in the colored light while the song played, and around us the Marines danced with the other girls who had needed partners, and the fathers danced with their daughters, and the room was full of something that felt like grace.

“Mom?” she said, against my shoulder.

“Yeah, baby.”

“Can you feel him?”

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