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sful meeting dates and boyfriends. So, out of curiosity, she bought a membership, and while she had danced quite a bit, she enjoyed the atmosphere of the old world mix of the fe

a member, she wandered across the huge ballroom her high heels tapping on the white marble floor. The ballroom featured offshoot rooms for relaxing, talking, and sampling the food from the several de

standing with the dotty old chaperones, who were

and agreed with a nod. She wasn't really in the mood for a conversation. "So, no one to your liking, or are you just here to be social?" Cara turned toward the blond to tell her that she didn't want to talk but hoped she was having a good time and met her partner for life when she finally got a good look at the woman who had spoken to her. "Mrs. Ro

o find wealthy white partners. At the time interracial marriages were illegal, so these partnerships were considered more than a betrot

wenty-one and older to have a place to meet and dance other than the usual bars and clubs. The attendees were required to dress to imp

dens. "He will be along shortly," Marlena said. "Who? Oh, your husband." Cara

..Marlena interrupted." I always take an interest when I

etely embarrassed. "Don't be embarrass

Cara found Marlena easy to talk to but could tell that with some of