"Travis, why don't you invite your wife to dance?"
Catherine’s lips parted in surprise as she glanced at Aunt Grace, stunned by the suggestion.
"Auntie, I don't know how to dance," Catherine admitted softly.
"It's okay, Catherine. You don't need to be an expert. Just sway gently to the rhythm of the music," Aunt Grace encouraged her. She then turned her attention back to her son. "Dance with your wife, Travis."
Catherine expected Travis to protest. He usually pushed back when his mother asked him to do something he wasn't interested in. But to her shock, he simply extended his hand toward her. She looked up and found him staring at her with an unreadable intensity.
"Let's dance, Catherine," Travis invited.
For a moment, she was frozen. If Aunt Grace hadn't given her a gentle nudge, s
