Sixteen. Her best friend’s Christmas party. You know the crazy games teenagers play.
“I dare you!” Mia says.
“I triple dog dare you!” follows John.
They all laugh as Lily and Elijah take to the dance floor, and begin to Moonwalk.
While the others clap and cheer, her eyes fall on George.
Locking eyes with her, he walks over.
Her heart pounds as he looks up at the mistletoe dangling over her head.
She smiles. He leans in.
Their lips touch and there’s magic.
Forty years later, there still is.