I would just like to say that this is a copy of my story that
was written, well... a long time ago and that my writing has
(hopefully) somewhat improved since then. I would also like to
thank all the authors at Shirley Holmes Central and especially
Damon and MacGyvermagic.  The Last Dance  The dress flowed and
sparkled in the low sunlight as she twirled in front of the
mirror,  "I don't know Alicia, I'm just not in the mood- "
"Nonsense, Shirley. You look wonderful! Hey Bart, hmm?"  "Oh uh
yes, Shirley you look real nice".  But her face remained stony
with sadness wallowing in her deep blue eyes, Alicia just sighed
and shook her head in defeat. Bart came over and sat on the
desk,  "Shirley, come on, relax, you can't be miserable for the
rest of your life!" His voice softened, "I know you miss Bo - we
all do; a lot but you're gonna have to accept he's gone".  "I
know," Shirley choked, "But I miss him... I know I should be
happy for him going to the Ukraine but I just... miss him".  "Oh
snap out of it Shirley"