Dancing was one ofthe few things that, for Mel, had not really changed over the years. Sure ,the steps changed, and the beats changed, but underneath it all was always the rhythm... heart beat matching musical beat urging the feet to move, however one chose to do it. She'd been dancing as long as she could remember. Dancing also allowed one to not think about other things, and she was all about things that let her forget her other worries... so an open invitation to a dance studio was right up her alley.
It was with only a mildly restrained glee that she made her way up the stairs to the studio, the music already energizing her.