When the band started up again, Michelle and I danced, a small crowd forming in front of the make-shift stage. We twirled and bopped to the beat. Luke joined us in between conversations with other celebs and people in the biz. At one point, Luke and I swung our hips together, so close not even a piece of paper could fit between us. I swear Gina leered at us swaying together and threw me the evil eye.
Michelle started singing along to the songs, belting out the melody in her strong voice. A music producer gave her his card and told her to call him. She turned to me with her mouth wide open, looking up at the stars, mouthing, “thank you, God.” A large grin formed on her face from ear to ear. I couldn’t have been happier for her.