Not the last dance

The Dance
The recently widowed woman decided enough was enough with the grief. When the dj at the wedding put on music from the 60's, a huge grin spread across her Asian face. Her hips gyrated to Chubby Checker's Twist and Shout. "Come on baby, let's do the twist""🎶. Her preteen son looked up in amazement at her transformation. He panicked when she grabbed his hands so he could be her dance partner. He protested shrinking back in his seat trying to be dignified in his grown up suit. No use, he was stood up on each side by aunts and spun across the floor until they were giggling and his sheepish smile was delighting the other dancers. Affectionate heckling gave him confidence until he became the Dancing King.