A Magical Moment

            There was a slight breeze in the air that night. Not enough to make the leaves fall off the trees, but enough to make them rustle. The air was cool. It was a chilly fall night and the moon was high in the sky. The school had lights on inside, probably trying to fool people into thinking that it was still in use. The school was abandoned, and everyone knew. The parking lot was almost always empty, unless two cars were there to meet up and exchange questionable materials. There are no lights on the parking lot, only the gentle light of the moon to display any activity that went on there.

            Off to the right there was a small play structure, from a distance it looked like the parking lot was empty, but with a closer look it was plain to see that there were several middle school aged kids just hanging out there waiting for something to happen. They must have seen the headlights because as soon as the car was parked, they started walking away. The parking lot was empty, the only sounds were the cars on the street and the rustling of the leaves. It was perfect.

            We parked the car, rolled down the windows, and cranked up the tunes. Not the kind of tunes that would play at a rave or exciting concert, these songs were romantic, old timey, and happy. They were the kinds of songs that take you back in time, to a place when simple romantic gestures were commonplace.

            My teeth were chattering uncontrollably. He said, “Would you rather get back in the car?” I said “no”, because I knew that what was about to happen would be worth any teeth chattering and shivers that came my way. He took my hand, placed his other around my waist, and we danced. They were not extravagant, graceful dance moves by any means, but they meant everything to me. In the past I had thought that this kind of thing only happened in storybooks and movies. But this happened, it was happening, and I was in love.

            I can’t remember how long we danced, several songs I presume. Somewhere in there he picked me up and spun me around. I guess you could say that was when I knew I was the happiest I had ever been. People kept driving past the empty abandoned school parking lot, but I was lost in the moment. Every once in a while, a pair of headlights would shine like spotlights on a stage, and we danced all the more. The breeze continued to blow, and the leaves continued to rustle. The moon hung in the sky like a chandelier, and the empty abandoned parking lot became a beautiful, dazzling ball room that only the two of us could see. People say that enchantment and magic aren't real, but I know I was part of a magical moment that night.