*Anna*
I hear Sarah saying, "The ladies are all atwitter," as she corners me in the ladies retiring room.
Calmly, I respond, "Ladies are always atwitter."
I needed this moment alone to compose myself, to distance myself from the dance floor. I didn't want to watch Raphael waltzing with Miss Hermione. He smiled at her, spoke to her, and held her in his arms, just moments after doing the same with me. I'm not jealous, of course, that would be ridiculous. But I can't say I enjoy seeing him with another Miss, especially when he seems to be enjoying himself so much.
Sarah then says, "You danced with Beta Raphael."
I reply, "I'm well aware of whom I danced with. He wasn't in disguise, for goodness' sake."
She warns me, "He's dangerous, Anne."
I know that all too well, more than you ca
