The dance begins a seven o'clock.
We have a few hours to kill before leaving.
She pulls out a set of nail polishes
To paint our nails with.
I'm enthralled by the rich colors.
A sparkling turquoise, like the sea.
A glossy indigo.
A deep crimson.
A bright green, the color of a leaf in the spring.
An orange so dark, it's almost red.
And a light blue almost the color of the sky.
There are too many to chose from.
But it turns out, I don't have to.
She presses the indigo into my hand.
"It will match your dress" she says.
Then she reaches behind her and pulls out another color.
It's clear with little specks of silver floating around.
"You can put this on top" she tells me.
I don't argue.
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