My mom was an incredible dancer. I grew up watching her and couldn't help but absorb some of her talent.

She was especially fond of the Viennese Waltz and could perform both the male and female steps. She often pulled me onto the dance floor, and naturally, I became very familiar with the style.

"If I were to perform a slower waltz, it wouldn't be nearly as dazzling as the Viennese," my dance partner, Lucas, said breathlessly as the music ended. ...