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Dance

The white cotton sheet delicately drapes across the small round
table in the middle of the room. The plastic white chairs with pink
cushions resting next to the wicker table legs beneath the sheet.

Two sets of the finest plastic place settings perfectly positioned on
the table and a small set of floral print tea cups complete the set.
In the middle of the table, a clear glass vase and in the vase a
single red rose plucked from the garden.

A setting fit for a princess he thought as he entered the room.
Quietly he stood but for a moment when the clacking sound of
plastic heels on wooden floors broke the silence, he turns…

"Your highness", he whispered in a respectful voice as he bowed.
Her pink princess dress sparkled with glitter and sequins, the
bejeweled tiara slightly tilted on her perfectly disheveled hair,
ruby red lipstick missed her lips just a bit, and mommy's blue eye
shadow surrounded her twinkling eyes. Giggles exude from
behind her glowing smile, "Welcome to my tea party daddy,
welcome to my tea".

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