Well, the last dance we worked on before my ‘meltdown,’ was the Viennese Waltz. That’s where we should start things up.“Claire,” I said, “...et’s recap the Viennese Waltz first, please?”“Certainly, Charles. I don’t think I remember much about it since...”“My brain fart?”That made her laugh out loud, but she agreed. Claire’s laugh brought Annie out of the kitchen, followed by Sarah.“What’s so funny, kids?” Annie asked.“Yeah, did something else happen we don’t want to know about?” Mrs. McArthur. “Bye, sweetie,” she said before sprinting to the control panel to disengage the security system, Both boys were awakened. Coree heard the alarm go off. He snuck to grab the Easton aluminum baseball bat he kept beside his bed. He opened his door quietly and crept towards the common areas of the house. It was dark and he didn’t want to turn on any lights.Jeramiah was jolted from a dream about riding on a rollercoaster seated between his buddy Dez and the oldest sister from the TV show. John the decorator, that's me. Also willing to fulfil all the expectations of the middle class by being a lusty, lustful, Neanderthal that you wouldn't leave your teenage daughters alone by the house swimming pool with. Said teenage daughters do (I can promise you) occasionally like 'a bit of rough' to season the boring list of hooray Henrys, chinless Clives, and boring Boris-s that they normal bed.The boss looked a bit of a dragon. No sexism intended, if she was a bloke I might have said. However, that one date was enough, for in the following nights watching them through the mirror I heard endless rehashes of their first kisses with a member of the opposite sex. For Christmas, Maria was going to Paris to be with her parents, leaving the 16th and staying until the 26th before flying direct to Miami to join Sam and I at my condo on South Beach. The girls had been looking forward to the ten days we were going to be staying in the sun; they loved swimming in the ocean and were also.