Hi All, seeing as it is Father’s day, I thought I’d share a snippet from May I Have This Dance between Sebastian and his father. Warning this shows a bit of the tension between them, you’ll have to read more just to find out how their relationship turns out. As for all those fathers out there, have a great one today!
Freshly showered and dressed in clean clothes, Sebastian entered his father’s office. The scent of cigars and books permeated the air.
Behind his huge antique desk, Armando Reyes sat in a leather swivel chair, staring at the estate’s expansive gardens, back to him. “You kept me waiting,” he said.
“I needed a shower.” More to collect his thoughts than get clean, but his father didn’t need an explanation. Sebastian sat in a burgundy, plush chair in front of the desk. “So what is it you wanted to talk to me about?”
“What do you think?” His father faced him. “I leave the party I am hosting and find my thirty-year-old son fighting with a bunch of riff-raff instead of toasting history-making legislation. I’ve sat here for half an hour, trying to figure out what to do. What is it you want, Sebastian?”
“Why bother asking, Father? You don’t care.”
He ached to tell him the truth about the dance studio, but Father wouldn’t understand. Perhaps he could remind him. “Do you remember Saturdays when Mom was alive, before she got sick?”
Father’s brow creased. “Movie Saturdays?”
“Yeah. We’d go to a matinee, have dinner somewhere nice and then the three of us would come back and dance to jazz. Mom knew all the greats, Ella Fitzgerald, Billie Holiday, Louis Armstrong, John Coltrane, Miles Davis—”
“Where are you going with this?”
Sebastian sighed. A framed picture of his father, mother and him, sat on a bookshelf across the room. “We were happy.”
“Nothing lasts forever.”