I wore Cory's favorite heels today...she called them her Rhianna shoes. I remember teaching her to walk in them. We cleared out a little runway in the living room and pretended we were on Top Model.
I told her it was all in your posture,... keeping your head up, and taking sweeping strides. Step...and glide. Step...and glide. Just when she was ready to give up, Jacob (bless his sweet soul), always firm and confident in his masculinity, stepped up to the plate. You should've seen him slip these heels onto his little feet and show her how it's done.
I can still hear his voice telling her, "Step...and glide, Cory. See? Like this. You can do it."
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