My gosh, I can’t believe I did that. I’m not usually that clumsy. I’m generally very graceful, like a ballerina.” As she spoke, she tripped over something and nearly landed on her knees. He tried to reach for her, but she waved a hand at him. “I’m good. Nothing to see here. Graceful like a ballerina. Graceful like a ballerina.” Did she think that if she said it enough it might come true?
