We had our dinner at McDonald this evening. Together with our burgers, fries and coke, we enjoyed our meal with great music played in the restaurant. Then came an upbeat song and Jazz went dancing off her feet.
She got shy and ended her dance. After I stopped videoing her, she whispered to me, "uncle looking at me." I turned and realised she invited stares, if not, I think she would have continued dancing. We have a common trait, both love dancing! Hmm, I mean I used to.
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