She wore a black ballet skirt, pale tights, and clean ballet slippers. Her silver hair was neatly tied into a bun, and she carried a small pink sports bag.
For several seconds, the entire room fell silent.
Then Alexander looked at her with obvious irritation and approached the doorway.
“Grandma, I think you’ve come to the wrong place.”
The elderly woman calmly shook her head.
“No, young man. I’m here for the ballet class.”
Several students exchanged surprised glances.
Some immediately began smiling.
Alexander looked her up and down, then let out a mocking laugh.
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