The nerves wore off.

The jams were jamming so she danced and something was unleashed.

She felt herself again, this person she didn't realize she had lost.

It touched her. Tears flowed down her face. It touched me. We both cried.  

Then we jumped right back in, lighter and more connected.  

Later on she pulled out what looked like fishnet stockings. As it dangled from her hang she said it was a bodysuit.

My jaw dropped. We both laughed. It looked amazing on her. She looked amazing. She knew it. She felt it. And I got to photograph it.