to college.
âRobby?â called his mother from downstairs.
Robby drew in a deep breath, let it out slowly, and said, âComing!â
On the drive to Mountain View, which was exactly twenty-six minutes long, Robbyâs mother said to him, âIâll be right next door in the lounge, having coffee with Danielâs mother, if you need anything, okay?â
âOkay.â
âDo you remember how to ask someone to dance with you?â
Robby nodded. âYes. I say, âWould you like to dance?â and if she says no, then I say, âThatâs okay,â and I donât push things. But if she says yes, then I take her to the dance floor and we dance but we donât touch.â
âYou can put your arm around her waist,â said his mother.
âNo. Thatâs okay.â
Mrs. Edwards smiled. âAll right. And when the music stops, what do you do?â
âI say, âThank you for the dance.ââ
âPerfect. And maybe then you ask her if sheâd like some refreshments.â
âOkay.â Robby closed his eyes. Then he opened them suddenly and exclaimed, âMom, Iâve been waiting for this day my whole life!â
âLook, Robby!â said his mother as they pulled up in front of Mountain View.
A banner with the words SPRING FLING in pink and yellow and green letters had been strung over the front doors of the building.
âExcellent!â cried Robby.
His mother parked the car and they walked across the gravel lot to the wooden building that Robby always thought looked like a giant cabin. As they approached the front doors, Robby saw two girls wearing dresses that came down to their ankles, shawls draped across their shoulders.
âVery sparkly,â Robby whispered to his mother. And then he added, âI think one of them has Down syndrome like me.â
Robby and his mother followed the girls into the building. The lobby was crowded with young men in suits and young women in gowns and parents holding cups of coffee. Robby peeked into the room where the dance was to be held.
âWhoa, Mom,â he said in a low voice. âYou have to look in there. Just
look
, donât go in, because youâre my mom and I donât want anyone to see.â
Mountain Viewâs largest room had been transformed. Enormous paper flowers decorated the walls and brilliant paper butterflies hung, fluttering, from the ceiling. A mirrored globe had been placed among the butterflies and pinpoints of light shot around the darkened room. Robby could see a refreshment table along one wall. A young girl handed him a glowing necklace. That was when Robby realized that there were glowing ice cubes in a bucket on the table and strings of bumblebee and flower lights everywhere. The entire room sparkled and shimmered and shone.
âHi, Robby,â said the girl who was handing out the necklaces, and Robby realized it was his friend Rachel.
âRachel! I never saw you in a dress before,â he said. âYou look nice.â
âAnd you look nice with just plain hair and no baseball cap.â
âThanks,â replied Robby. He turned back to his mother.
âIâll be right over there,â she told him, pointing in the direction of the lounge. âHave fun.â
Robby stepped into the room alone. He glanced back once at Rachel, but she was busy handing glow necklaces to the two girls Robby had noticed earlier. Robby took another step forward. All around him kids were standing in groups, talking and eating. He didnât know any of them. Where was Daniel?
Robby heard music begin to play. Some of the kids started to dance. Robby looked toward the doors. His mother wasnât far away. Maybe he should find her and they should just go home.
âExcuse me, do you want to dance?â
âWhat?â said Robby.
A girl wearing a long yellow dress and silver sandals had put her hand on Robbyâs elbow. âDo