Upside
down. That's how Garry felt. Since hooking up with Susan he couldn't make sense
of simple . It wasn't anything Garry
could put his finger on. Susan cha-cha'd to his cheek-to-cheek, it seemed. Toes
were stepped on regularly, words tossed up and lost in the whirl wind. And the
worse of it was that he blamed himself for not knowing the cha-cha. He had a
deep affection for sweet Susan, but the whole affair had left his reality
standing on its head. Garry was moving further away from himself with each and every dance.
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