Chapter Sixty Three: Jackie

JACKIE

'When was the last time you were at a party?' Jackie asked Dante as they walked the length of the hall together, walking so close to each other that their hands touched occasionally.

'What?' Dante asked over the din of the music.

'I said, when was the last time you were at a party?' She said again. 'A real party.'

Dante had both hands in his pocket; he took one out and ruffled his hair in thought. 'When? I do not remember.'

She laughed. 'That long ago?'

'It is not like I kept tabs. If there was a party, I just went. And then, one day I stopped.'

'Why did you stop?' Jackie asked. Dante was so tall, she had to look up at him. He had at least a head or two above Neil, and that, she thought, was really saying something.

A masked woman sashaying past slid her hand down Dante's arm as she went. He smiled politely at her but never slowed his stride. 

'For one,' he said, 'I graduated college. And then, I started a club.'

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